After the town meeting, everyone stuck around for a while to take advantage of the buffet table and games room.
Someone has really got to check in on Krag.
(His tattoos keep disappearing :/)
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‘I mean no offence by this Krag. You look really bad. Are those your pyjamas?’
'I look better than I feel, I was already busting my ass trying to save for Mel’s salon idea but she’s pregnant now too so.’
Seth cuts in - 'Mel’s pregnant?’
After Krag closed the bar the Raynotts had a string of back luck (or karma) with two fires. Maybe they should invest in an actual oven instead of the table top camper stove.
Lyra has also been consistently calling the house since Seth found out about the baby. Luckily Mel’s been able to dodge to calls so far but it’s a small town, she’ll have to face her eventually.
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‘Congratulations, Mrs Raynott. It looks like you’re pregnant!’
'Oh no..’
'Oh, uh - were you and Krag not trying? Well, there’s other options of course!’
'Um, Marg - how much confidentiality does this appointment have?’
'100% confidentiality, it’s the law Mel. Are you.. okay?’
'Is there a way of.. checking, um. Who the father is?’
'Oh– oh. OH! Sorry, yes. Yes there is but not whilst the baby is in utero. We’d have to wait until baby is here. I’m sorry if this is a little personal, what’s the likelyhood of it being your husband?’
'50/50, I would say..’
Later that evening, Mel got the confirmation she was dreading.
'This is amazing, babe!’
'You’re happy about it? But, your lifestyle isn’t exactly parent-friendly, and money’s tight and..’
'Oh Mel, none of that matters. I’ll pick up some extra shifts and give up the partying. Don’t worry we’ll figure this out together, okay?’
’…okay.’