03-23-2014, 10:17 AM
*This is a closed RP between mpregoneverthing and missingyou421.*
Character Info:
Name:
Age:
Status:
Description:
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Name: Michael
Age: 20
Status: Pregnant, 9 months (44 weeks) with twins. 2 weeks overdue.
Description: 6ft tall, somewhat lanky and slight build. Brown hair/gray eyes. Michael is rather irritable, and likes to try and be independent. Doesn't like to be seen or treated like he's helpless during his pregnancy. Very protective of his belly.
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It was a very hot and humid day. Michael hated it with almost every fiber of his being. Normally, someone of his age would be outside with friends, or worrying about starting college or finding a job that could pay for their summer habits. But that wasn't the case for Michael. Already 44 weeks pregnant with twins, Michael was holding down 2 jobs and helping his somewhat dumbfounded boyfriend, Jackson, keep the apartment they were renting.
The heat was getting to Michael. His simple red tee was clinging to his skin and massive belly and sweat was covering him head to toe. "Jackson!" He yelled from his office, "I asked you a hundred times to fix the damn AC already."
Character Info:
Name:
Age:
Status:
Description:
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Name: Michael
Age: 20
Status: Pregnant, 9 months (44 weeks) with twins. 2 weeks overdue.
Description: 6ft tall, somewhat lanky and slight build. Brown hair/gray eyes. Michael is rather irritable, and likes to try and be independent. Doesn't like to be seen or treated like he's helpless during his pregnancy. Very protective of his belly.
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It was a very hot and humid day. Michael hated it with almost every fiber of his being. Normally, someone of his age would be outside with friends, or worrying about starting college or finding a job that could pay for their summer habits. But that wasn't the case for Michael. Already 44 weeks pregnant with twins, Michael was holding down 2 jobs and helping his somewhat dumbfounded boyfriend, Jackson, keep the apartment they were renting.
The heat was getting to Michael. His simple red tee was clinging to his skin and massive belly and sweat was covering him head to toe. "Jackson!" He yelled from his office, "I asked you a hundred times to fix the damn AC already."
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