Chris Zylka

//So I finished drafts, seems everyone else’s gone to bed. (good). And I should too, I’m getting sick and I’m tired, I gotta work again. Hope I’ll do better night!

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//I’ll be on about 10-15 more minutes. I’m tired and need sleep, and I wanna do things if anyone’s online.

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Baby rp Starters

"Guess what? We're having a baby!"
"Do I look fat to you?"
"I'm what?"
"I went to the doctor today."
"You know how I've been getting kinda sick recently? Well, turns out, I'm not actually sick..."
"I feel so helpless like this. I don't like it."
"How's the baby?"
"How are you feeling? I know pregnancy can be tough..."
"Need some help? Here, don't get up. I'll get it for you. Wouldn't want you to over exert yourself."
"I saw you leaving this morning, and a little birdy told me you went to the doctor. Care to explain?"
"Don't take this the wrong way, but you're more... round than you used to be."
"You're going to be a mother?"
"It's going to be a girl."
"It's going to be a boy."
"Aren't you excited? There's gonna be a baby!"
"Guess what? You're going to be a father."
"I'm not ready for a baby. I... I can't have a baby."

{Open to Mutuals}


"Hold me"



I’ll tell you what I want
What I really really want
So tell me what you want
What you really really want
I wanna - huh
I wanna - huh
I wanna - huh
I wanna - huh
I really wanna really
Really really wanna zigazig ahh-“
Clearly the blonde had no idea someone was there.

Drafts done!!

"... You didn't see anything!"



"You’re making yourself very suspicious right now."

"If something was going on, would you tell me?"

Gwen gave a small nod. “Yeah, why wouldn’t I?”

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He smiled in return, guiding them out the building until they reach the coffee shop. Once there he offers a drink and finds an empty table, hesitating to speak.

The silence felt a little strange, almost uncomfortable. “So…?” Asks Gwen, politely. As not to offend him, she had a slight grin on her face, hoping with an open invitation he’d say what he wanted to say.