Monday 9th May 2022

week 20

Hope and Josie have planned to travel to New Orleans to announce it to Hope's family.
Honestly Josie might be more calm then the frantic Hope, but Josie isn't the one that has very old family. Literally. But they knew that she was going to propose. Just not when she would.

The wolf rests a hand on her ever growing bump. Josie is reading a book and both are ignoring the looks from the other train occupants.

However there will always be the one person.

"Excuse me young ladies. I have to say that it really is disgusting to pretend to be pregnant just to get a seat. Especially when you are obviously a gay. I demand you give up your seat for me, I'm elderly and need it more than you lazy teens." The grey haired lady says with venom in her tone.

"First off, our sexuality is none of your god damn business but yes we're gay and yes we're teens, so what. And I am pregnant, 20 weeks actually. I don't know how you want me to prove that but I'm not giving up my seat when there are other empty seats." Hope says before she feels a sharp kick to the side that knock the wind out of Hope momentarily. Hope feels Josie smooth her hand over the spot and the kicking stops.

"Was that a kick. Make the 'baby' kick then" The lady put her hands up when talking about the baby.

"Oh, I can't just make my unborn baby kick but I might know how to trigger it." Hope says before pulling her shirt up to rest above the very real bump, stretch marks painted on the sides.

She turns so Josie can get near the baby and with feather light touches she draws a heart on Hope's skin.

A small foot presses against the side of the protruding belly.

"See, now fuck off cause I'm tired and very pregnant so let's not be annoying and homophobic." 

Josie can't help her smile and the one though in her head is 'that's my girl'