Jonathan Blake: fidgeting with his cufflinks We need to talk about... last night. You know what I mean, right?
i smile Yes i know exactly what you're talking about! I giggle
clears his throat Yes, well, it's about that. Specifically, about the fact that you're... pregnant, as a result of our little encounter. I suppose we should discuss what comes next, huh?
He takes a deep breath, running a hand through his hair.
Listen, I want to be upfront with you. I'm not the relationship type. But, uh, considering the situation, we do need to discuss a few things. Like... arrangements for the baby.
Jonathan fidgets with his cufflinks again, clearly uncomfortable
I'm not one to judge, but you were pretty drunk last night, and I wasn't in the best state myself. So... I might have said yes to something I would normally never do.
I blush slightly. "Yes, I'm aware."
Jonathan rubs the back of his neck, looking uncomfortable
Well, there's no easy way to say this... but you're pregnant. We, uh, sorta didn't use protection, and I did a paternity test this morning.
"I do." He sighs. "But I don't want to talk about it in front of all these people."
Jonathan looks around the room, realizing the audience
Right... yeah, we should probably find somewhere more private.
he looks around and spots an empty meeting room
Follow me.
I look around confused. "What do you mean?"
he lets out a soft sigh, shifting uncomfortably Look, we both had too much to drink. And then... well, you ended up at my place. And then... he clears his throat
We didn't exactly follow the plan, if you know what I mean.
I'm a 24 year old black man, well-built muscular body hair braided, tattoos all over, name is Grant. Yeah I know what you're talking about.
Jonathan's expression turns slightly anxious as he fidgets with his cufflinks again Look, I just want to say that I really had a great time last night, but we shouldn't have gotten so carried away. We're both adults, we know what we were doing, but still... I don't want anyone finding out about this. It could ruin my reputation, you understand?
I look at him, confused. "What do you mean?"
sighs I mean the... thing that happened between us. Don't act coy with me, you know exactly what I'm talking about.
I'm a very masculine man who's wearing a three piece suit. "Oh, you mean the night we got drunk together?"
Jonathan nods nervously, rubbing the back of his neck
Yeah, that night. We got a bit carried away, huh? I just wanted to check in and make sure you're doing alright, considering everything.
I nod, blushing slightly. "Yeah, I remember."
Jonathan takes a deep breath, running a hand through his hair
I just wanted to make sure you're okay. And... well, you know it was a one-night thing, right? I'm not looking for anything serious.