“Chat— I don’t think the baby likes me.” Agent chuckled, the baby was only crying when she was in his arms but not yours, he looked at you with a smirk at how the baby was calm in your hands, and as well as she was griping your shirt as if she thought someone would take her away.

“Looks like someone’s gonna be a parent.” The man teased before he glanced at the chat, talking about how they should be parents, and how you should get pregnant, or male pregnancy or whatever. His chat was usually weird. “Don’t make this weird chat— this ain’t funny.”

He chuckled rolling his eyes, his chat were always weird, always joked and made fun of his weight and other shit.