Waking up, Franky strokes the love of her life's cheeks and wonder what did she ever do in her past life to deserve Bridget. She must have done a million good deeds. Bridget looked tired, and Franky decides to wash up and have some quiet time before the day starts.
She made herself a cup of hot tea and heads for the window at the balcony. Opposite their apartment houses a family of four. A couple with two daughters. Princesses. Franky sips on her black tea, and watches as the family put in picnic baskets and mats into the back of their car. How nice would it be if Bridget and she had a kid? The family drives off and Franky finds herself turning back and walk towards the long island in front of the kitchen.
"Baby?" Bridget's voice startled Franky. The younger woman didn't know how much time has passed since she woken up. Nevertheless, she gave Bridget a kiss on her cheek.
"Heya." Franky takes her cup into the kitchen sink and proceeds to make another cup of tea for Bridget.
"I called your name twice." Bridget says, while looking at Franky who is pouring hot water into Bridget's mug.
"Really? Must've missed it."
"What's on your mind?" Bridget asks, and Franky got reminded of the day Bridget pushes Franky to open up to her in the office. It also still surprises her that Bridget could see through her so easily. Franky could furrow her brows and Bridget could tell she's being troubled by something.
"I don't know, this idea seems stupid and impossible for us."
"Try me."
"I looked out the window in the morning while you were still sleeping, I saw the Robinsons, you know the family that lives opposite our apartment? They'd gone on a family picnic this morning. I was thinking…" Franky stops there, and didn't know how to continue the sentence. She didn't know if Bridget was gonna like the idea. She had no courage to bring that idea across.
"You want us to have a kid?"
"Yeah… But I mean, it's totally fine. I was just thinking. Too much."
Bridget sits in front of Franky and holds her hands, "It's a great idea, baby. We'd be great mothers."
"You, Gidget. You'd be a great mother. I don't know how to love a child. I don't know if our child would like me as a mother." It was true. Franky didn't know how to love kids. Her parents weren't a good example for her. They weren't role models for Franky. All they did was turn her into an angry person. Franky doesn't want to turn into her mother. She hates her mother. She doesn't want her child to hate her.
"Franky, you'll do great. You'll be the best mother our kid could ever have. I'm here to help you. I mean, I don't know anything about being a mom, but we could learn together and give our kid a good life." Franky nodded, feeling confident after Bridget's words.
"So… Shall we look up on orphanages?" Bridget smiles Franky's favorite smile.
"Can I tell you that I've secretly favourited a few orphanages in my phone from months ago?" Franky smiled widely, and is joyful that she could finally go through the tabs with Bridget.