PHOEBE
Credit where credit's due, he wasn't taking the opportunity to run. "I'm not sure anyone would blame you if you did." she said quietly. With all the stress he had in his life right now, to then add a baby into the mix? She figured there were plenty of folk who would rush to his defense if he had decided to leave her high and dry. But...he wasn't...which surprised even her. It was endearing, really, and she lifting a hand to carefully dry her eyes before the tears could spill over and ruin her makeup.
At the mention of getting married she quickly shook her head, which probably would have surprised anyone that knew her. "Having a baby is no good reason to get married." she said, almost like she was reciting it. She had seen that scenario play out plenty of times and it never ended well. Marriage only provided familial stability when it was done out of want not perceived necessity, and clearly it was not a prerequisite for baby making.
"But...you're sure you want to take this on...with everything else?" she said equal parts concerned and a little surprised.
I gotta find my place
I wanna hear my sound
Don't care about all the pain in front of me
'Cause I'm just trying to be happy
I wanna hear my sound
Don't care about all the pain in front of me
'Cause I'm just trying to be happy
