[Bellygurl]

Name: Taylor
Age: 26
Pregnancy: 41 weeks and 3 days (overdue), twins
Appearance: Tall, average weight, nothing really special. Brown hair and brown eyes.
Personality: Smart, really kind. Pretty independent. Loves to do anything for others. Doesn’t let his pregnancy slow him down.
Background: He already has two kids, hence why he’s starting college at age 26. Both other fathers walked out, and the dad of his twins he’s currently pregnant with. One was born when he was 18 (So age 8) and the other at age 22 (so now 4). Loves his kids a lot, and will do anything to protect them. Finally got a job that will allow him to go to college part time. Kids are old enough to be in school so he drops them off, goes to his classes, and then goes to work. Then he gets his kids from the after school program, and takes them home. Rinse and repeat every day.
Extra: I’d love for him to be in labor/go into labor and not be able to make it home, if anyone is open to helping with that. If not, I can have him struggle on his own.
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Taylor glanced at the clock in his car. He griminced and rubbed his stomach, pushing the gas pedal a little harder. His stomach had been bothering him all morning, and he had been late dropping his kids off, which also meant he was late in getting to class. He pulled into the parking lot and waddled quickly to his classroom. He rubbed his belly, feeling his kiddos drop more. “No, not today’s. Please not today...” He walked into class and took a seat.