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[will_scarlett]

Its been raining for the past week in Nottingham so Will beams with gratitude when he finds a door to the Bar.

After a few moments, he is stretched out on a couch with hot chocolate, soup and his cloak drying by the fire as he feels dry for the first time in days.

(OOC: Mun is here, but might disappear to go play with nieces and family so consider this open until it falls off the page.)

Comments

[will_scarlett]

"'ow are things goin' with 'er bein' pregnant?"

[guppy_sandhu]

"We both have pickle cravings, which is just weird."

[will_scarlett]

"Oh aye, what sort o'pickle?"

[guppy_sandhu]

"Pickled onions mostly. We're both eating about half a jar a day."

[will_scarlett]

"Sounds a bit smelly."

[guppy_sandhu]

"They are, but cravings are weird."

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, I guess."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Especially since I'm not the one that's pregnant."

[will_scarlett]

"Tis just odd then."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Yeah, it's what we call in medicine a 'thing that happens'."

[will_scarlett]

Will just laughs,

"Still tis a good way to put it."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Actually the official term is sympathetic pregnancy." Guppy says. "But I don't think I've got it enough for that."