preggors

thegutterwelcomesyou asked:

Cal lay on the bed wrapped in three heating pads, one on her back, one on her stomach, and the third on her feet because they got cold. She said nothing when he first entered the room, waiting for him to come near her. "I'm dead." She whispered immaturely. "You're too late." [[Threaten to eat her food she'll pop right up.]]

Shane shook his head lightly, chuckling as he walked over to the bed. “Well, guess Ah’m gon’ hafta eat all dis food by mehself then?” He said, holding out the bag of Five Guys. 

“Yah sure yah dead?” he asked, reaching into the bag to pull out some fries to eat.