It was official. She was fucked.
Pasha felt utterly sick. This couldn’t be happening. It wasn’t part of her plan. Not that being stuck in this damned place was part of her plans. But there had been ways around that, thinking of this as a sabbatical of sorts from her work with Starfleet or even a chance to properly socialise herself into ‘normal’
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"O-Oh, hello Merlin." She found herself saying, bottom lip trembling before she promptly burst into a fit of tears.
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Snorting then, the brunette popped open the pizza carton and drew out a greasy cheese slice. "You know, I'd offer you some," she started, biting off the edge of the cooling slice. "But it kinda looks like you're getting a bit a weight on 'round your middle....Ass, too."
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The stupid Hotel had even taken her phaser so she couldn't shoot Minatsuki for causing this. She was about to burst into tears, her blue eyes filling up rapidly, when she caught the scent of the pizza and her stomach lurched making her feel nauseous. Pasha clamped a hand over her mouth, going an odd pale green, trying to focus on not vomiting.
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"...the fuck?" She asked, dropping the slice and and box onto the floor gently and leaned into the others personal space. "The hell is wrong with you, horn dog?"
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She raised a hand to her stomach, tears beginning to slide down her face, she couldn't do this. Pasha couldn't be a mother. That was too much. "It's all your fault. I'm pregnant." She sniffled, obviously feeling sorry for herself.
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