It was finally Saturday morning. I was glad I didn’t have to get up straight out of bed. I had a few minutes to myself to think. At that second though, I wasn’t sure what I wanted to think about. Whether it was my pregnancy, how I started to develop some sort of feeling for Will (whom I’ve been spending a ton of time with this week), the joint fix that we desperately needed, or what I wanted to eat today. My hunger won out my other thoughts and I crawled out of bed. I mixed up some pancake batter and pulled out some bacon from the fridge. I’ve been craving salt all week so this was definitely my secret pleasure. Just as I was about to start frying the bacon I had a knock on my door. I walked over and peeped through the hole. It was Tim! I’ve been so busy this week at my new job… I forgot to tell him I had a new job! He was going to be upset AND jealous of me. Being an engineer, he was hoping to end up at RU. I opened the door… and to my surprise, Will was standing behind him. “You’v
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