Fucking Twitter. x.com/sybariticelixi…

I know this probably better than anyone. x.com/salaciousqueen…

<|For hours I had been awake. Laying on the make-shift bed @SybariticElixir had worked out for us, even though I knew I needed the sleep --

it still wasn't bound to happen. Hadn't for a while now. The impending fear that something could be wrong with our child was constantly --

finding the back of my mind despite how truly excited both my husband and I both were to welcome this baby into the world. For years --

we had discussed pregnancy, but it had never happened. @SybariticElixir had grown tired of trying for a baby by the time we wed, last --

spring, and now here we were. Trapped by scouring vampires, in a goddamned bunker. Tears whelmed in my eyes as I tugged the blanket #Jake --

had brought for us up to my nose and I silently retracted to crying. How had this happened? How could we have let his sister leave? Shit, --

I honestly just wanted to know how long. How long would we let them rule us? How long would @SybariticElixir have to worry about struggling-

to provide for myself and the small child growing within me? Poor Quil, I knew he hadn't gotten much sleep. If any at all, and I knew by --

the way he slept, an arm around my side with his hand cradling the small bump, that it was because of our little one. He was going to --

be a great father, hell, he was already good father. I shook my head as I moved to wipe my face free of whatever signs were there from --

my previous tears as I called out lightly for @SybariticElixir.|>

I miss Alice my partner in clothing crimes.

ALICE?!

You're back! I need you, @SweetandSneaky. You're my only defense against fashion crimes.

Do what?! x.com/sweetandsneaky…

I feel so drained.