After the last text noodle immediately called me. I could here her breathing harshly into the phone "Sorry, (y/n) I am in an area where calling is better. What did you text me?"  I was silent for a second, almost choking on my words "2D got me pregnant..." The phone went silent, only hearing a gasp from the other end. Noodle struggled to find what to say in her shock "oh-" she was cut off by someone screaming in the background about some toilet. "Look, I'm going to have to call you back." And with that that she hung up. I collapsed onto the floor, my legs shaking from the fear and stress that overcame my small frame. I grab at the carpet with shaky fingers, tiers falling from my eyes as I began to sob. I was not expecting this, how am I going to recover. "Fuck..." I wiped my face and stood back up. Going to the kitchen "I am a strong woman, I will make myself soup!" I didn't wanna think about this much more. I grabbed a pot from the dishwasher and put it on the stove. Then made my way over to the pantry for the soup "I want some good Italian wedding soup." I grabbed the can and poured the contents into the pot. "This is the soup that will make my problems go away!"

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After the soup had been prepared and put into a bowl I sat on the couch and watch the real house wives of Notre Dom. This episode was dedicated to Natasha getting Botox in her lips and it being super controversial. The soup definitely is making me feel better, this show also makes me laugh. A little while later I found myself full and dosing off to sleep, my mind fully off of the events that unfounded this morning. I put the bowl on the floor and dosed off.