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"Jonathan. Charles. Devon Jr.," Devon thought aloud.
The clinic at night was usually a quiet place, and most of Devon's time on the night shift was spent figuring out ways to pass the time. Tonight was no different, except he had a perfect time waster.
He was, obviously, thinking up baby names.
And this was only after spending an hour coming up with a list of things he and Ellie needed to do to make their lives baby-comfy in the next nine months. Before that, he'd been (secretly) digging around in the clothes box, hoping for baby clothes even though he didn't really have any idea what he was doing just yet.
Devon knew he was getting a little carried away, but he liked to think about the details like that, if only because it was easier to write down a list of possible baby names than it was to wonder if they'd have a healthy baby, or if they'd bring him up right, or if another squid attacked, or, God forbid, either he or Ellie one day disappeared.
"Faye," he continued, and paused to write the name down on a notepad already half full with his scrawled notes.
[Feel free to have this be at the start of his evening shift, and not have your pup know yet if you want Devon to break the news. :D]
The clinic at night was usually a quiet place, and most of Devon's time on the night shift was spent figuring out ways to pass the time. Tonight was no different, except he had a perfect time waster.
He was, obviously, thinking up baby names.
And this was only after spending an hour coming up with a list of things he and Ellie needed to do to make their lives baby-comfy in the next nine months. Before that, he'd been (secretly) digging around in the clothes box, hoping for baby clothes even though he didn't really have any idea what he was doing just yet.
Devon knew he was getting a little carried away, but he liked to think about the details like that, if only because it was easier to write down a list of possible baby names than it was to wonder if they'd have a healthy baby, or if they'd bring him up right, or if another squid attacked, or, God forbid, either he or Ellie one day disappeared.
"Faye," he continued, and paused to write the name down on a notepad already half full with his scrawled notes.
[Feel free to have this be at the start of his evening shift, and not have your pup know yet if you want Devon to break the news. :D]