10-23-2016, 12:06 PM
Tobias turned away with a sigh, walking back inside with James, his hands on his heavy middle while he checked on the waffles in the oven. What they had an argument about wasn't clear, it wasn't a bad one, though a very relevant one to their entire family. The contractions were slow to come and not that painful at most, though they did keep him from speaking at times for a brief moment. He began to waddle more heavily with the pressure moving lower inside of him and couldn't help needing to stay on his feet as it did.
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