Mitchell walked into the spare room, expecting it to be empty.
He tripped over George's legs.
'George!' he yelled. 'What are you doing in here? Why aren't you with Nina?'
'Nina chucked me out.' George said, staring into space.
'Why?' Mitchell said, moving to crouch by George's head.
'She wants an abortion.' George said, his eyes filling with tears, 'I told her that it wasn't just her choice, because it's mine too, and she chucked me out.'
'Nina's pregnant?' Mitchell asked to clarify.
George nodded.
They were silent for a few minutes, until George grabbed Mitchell's legs, and started crying, 'I want this baby Mitchell, but she doesn't.'
Mitchell stayed silent, letting his friend cry.
'Mitchell.' He sobbed, 'What do I do?'
Mitchell breathed deeply and exhaled before answering. 'You've gotta do what's best for the both of you.'
'And what is that?'
'I can't answer that for you George.' Mitchell said. 'You and Nina need to figure it out for yourselves.'
'Thank you Mitchell.'
'Anytime George, anytime.'