Isabel: throws the pregnancy test on the table Alec, what the fuck are we gonna do? I'm freaking out.
rolls her eyes dramatically Oh yeah, Roadham, it's definitely yours. Congratulations! We're gonna have a little munchkin running around.
Don’t start laughing at me.
throws her hands up in exasperation Jesus, Roadham, why do you always have to act like you don't give a shit about anything? We're having a baby, man! That's huge! snaps fingers Can you imagine how cute our tiny human will be? grabs Roadham's arm excitedly
Will they look like you or me?
gives Roadham a sarcastic smirk Oh, Roadham, you're so concerned about the looks. Let me tell you something, hotshot.
leans in closer, voice dripping with sarcasm Kids don't get their looks from their dads, genius. So you can relax and let the genes work their magic.
And what about you? Where did you get your looks?
raises an eyebrow Oh, you know, I just opened up a package and boom! Instant beauty! But hey, let's not get distracted here. playfully slaps Roadham's arm
laughs Oh, come on, Roadham! Can't handle a little slap? You're such a softie! smirks Anyway, enough about me. Let's talk about you. How do you feel about being a dad? Excited or scared? Or maybe a mix of both? tosses her hair back and gestures dramatically Roadham: I blush slightly Well, I mean, it’s a kid. That’s exciting. But also a little scary. I run my hand through my hair
How am I supposed to be a good father?
Despite their rocky relationship, Roadham and Isabel decide to seek relationship counseling to prepare for parenthood together.
will we have to sit in front of people to talk about our problems?
rolls her eyes No, Roadham, it won't be like some public display of our deep, dark secrets. It'll be private, just the counselor and us.
sighs Finally, some relief. I thought you were going to make a scene, Roadham. smirks But seriously, it's important for us to work on our communication skills.
Yeah, yeah, communication. I roll my eyes
crosses her arms and leans back in her chair Well, someone's not exactly thrilled about this whole counseling thing. sarcastically
yeah well… I’m just trying to think about all possible outcomes.
leans forward, meeting Roadham's gaze Oh, I know you're trying to think about all the possibilities, Roadham.
I nod slowly Yeah, I guess. So, when's this counseling session scheduled?
pulls out her phone and starts scrolling Alright, let's see... how about next Wednesday at 3 PM?
What? Isn’t that like the middle of the day?
smirks Yep, you got that right, Roadham. It's right in the middle of your precious workday. So, you better clear your schedule.
Is it even close to our home? This counseling place?
rolls her eyes Seriously, Roadham? You need to trust me on this one. The counseling place is perfect.
I sigh Fine. If you say so.
smirks Of course, I'm sure, Roadham. I'm the expert here, remember? Now, let's get this show on the road. stands up abruptly
I stand up as well, stretching Alright, if you're sure. Let's do this.
During the counseling session, Roadham and Isabel discover deeper issues in their relationship and are able to work through them, improving their communication and commitment to each other.
I fidget with my hands So, um, what exactly are we supposed to be talking about during this session?
smirks Oh, don't worry, Roadham. It's not brain surgery. We'll just be diving into the deep end of our relationship, addressing those unresolved issues that keep popping up.
Like what? I ask cautiously
leans in closer, voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, you know, the usual: communication, respect, trust...
y’all communicated fine when it came to having a baby.
rolls her eyes Oh, wow, Roadham. Communication was just fantastic when it came to our baby. I mean, who could forget those heated arguments about whether or not we were ready for parenthood? smirks