Nora woke up to the sound of Linnie's snoring as she crawled out of bed, already in a bad mood. Their son, Darren, who was 4 years old (or 4000 in human years), finally shut up and went back to his bed. Some crap he pulled..busting into her room after he claimed "he had a nightmare". Of course, her husband Linnie just HAD to cuddle him, and let him sleep with them until he was feeling better, pissing Nora off. She didn't want much to do with Darren, and she felt like Linnie was really forcing that on her. She was hoping for a bit of sexy time that evening, since it had been a few weeks since Linnie submitted to her, but of course, kids gotta ruin everything.
She didn't even want Darren in the first place, so why did he have to live under her roof. She wasn't even completely sure if he was her son, despite remembering the night before Darren was conceived. Nora had invited Linnie to watch a movie with her, and then one thing led to another, and the two slept together. Of course, once Darren was conceived, she didn't actually want them living with her, but knowing Fairy Law, she'd get tracked down and would be forced to pay child support, and Nora really didn't feel like paying for something she didn't want.
She threw herself off the bed and into the kitchen, where she slammed cabinets for her mug, pouring a pot of coffee while mixing it in with some creamer and a bit of whiskey to "irish it up" before work.
"Linnie! Get your ass up and make me breakfast! Linnie!", she called, though his snoring continued. Goddamnit..that lazy piece of shit. Well fine..I guess if I leave early, I'll get myself some donuts before work. Eh, what the hell. Why not? My sweet tooth's acting up.
After finishing her mug, she put in on the counter and left a note for Linnie, telling him the kitchen had better be spotless when she got back. She stumbled into the bathroom where she took a shower, and took forever getting the knots and tangles out of her curly, cyan hair that was left a mess since Friday, when she hit the bar. Her headache still punched her face as her bright light hurt her eyes, now reaching towards where she kept their medicine, grabbing the bottle of the pain relievers, lying next to an odd, opened, pink box she hadn't seen before…
Wait..what the hell is this? Nora picked up the box and felt her chest tightened, the box decorated with flowers and the name "Pregnancy Test" in bold, pink letters. There was also a little color code that said, "Pink- Positive, Blue- Negative, Grey- Undefined" She didn't remember buying these, and she didn't remember giving Linnie money for these, so how did they..
But as she went to her toilet and continued to study the box, she froze as the trash can next of her had a test lying on the inside. She didn't remember taking one, and Linnie usually doesn't go in their for more than a minute unless he was showering. Despite being slightly grossed out, Nora picked up the test to read it, hoping that maybe it was just a scare…
No…pink…oh no no no…shit fuck! This can't be happening!