Mary MacDonald-DuBois (![]() ![]() |
The evening was going well...even if no one got that her and Stubby were supposed to be night and day. But hey, she thought she pulled off bright orange very well! She was having a great time, just...trying not to feel ill. There was talk about some sort of after party as well, but Mary wasn't sure how to say no without making it strange. She hadn't told any of the blokes that she was pregnant, so the partying and drinking thing probably wouldn't be happening anymore.
But more than that, her mind was preoccupied with searching the crowd. She knew that Gabriel would be around, and it wasn't as if she absolutely had to see him, but, well. She wanted to. She wanted to bump into him, she wanted to have a dance with him. And she figured that--that even though they were in a very public place, it would be better to tell him now rather than later, and in public rather than over a journal. He deserved to hear it straight from her.
But more than that, her mind was preoccupied with searching the crowd. She knew that Gabriel would be around, and it wasn't as if she absolutely had to see him, but, well. She wanted to. She wanted to bump into him, she wanted to have a dance with him. And she figured that--that even though they were in a very public place, it would be better to tell him now rather than later, and in public rather than over a journal. He deserved to hear it straight from her.
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