-- "OH. MY. GODS. CONGRATULATIONS!" With that, she engulfs @ZoeticDexterity in a firm embrace (ever careful not to squeeze).

Her lips curling into a slow-growing grin, Aahana nodded once, soon after realizing Mercury Quinn. couldn't gauge her response that way. --

-- He always managed to know exactly what she needed...even after all those years. "Yes, oh my gods, I would love that," -- (Mercury Quinn.)

-- she quickly replied, starting her car and strapping herself in. "Where should I meet you?" (Mercury Quinn.)

Stumbles on. "What's that I hear about baby Ryan?"

"I'm sure he does, but he's such a /precious/ trouble."

"Woman, you best be getting your sleep. What do you think I'm here for?"

"Nonsense. You know very well that I have less than zero problems with it." Grabby hands for the baby boy.

Soft squeals in delight, beaming as she carried the baby boy and his belongings. "Now, off to bed with you, missy."

/ SCREAMS I HATE YOU SO MUCH WHAT THE FUCK

.....ha. Haha.

........gotta blast.

Aahana? I don't...I don't know her.

/ which boy? u talking to me?

Ah, CRAP. “......yes..?”

/ brb crying in the club x.com/marvelledvicto…

/ ,,well x.com/marvelledvicto…

“Hello, ma'am. How have you been?” Art of casually pretending you didn't fall of the grid: by Aahana Riya Sarthi.

“Thank you! It most certainly has, yes.” Maybe because they kinda, uh...? Haven't been together for a decade? Oops.

Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuuuuuuck.