“Sorry!” *rustling* “Sorry, I dropped my phone. Trilby's pregnant?!”
*laughs weakly* “Yeah.”
“Shit, Cahal, I'm- I don't know, I'm sorry? What are you guys going to do now?”
“We'll … figure it out. Somehow. We both want to keep the baby. I'm probably going to take a break from med school for a while, I don't want to be so far away from Trilby now.”
“Yeah, I get that. Shit. This is … Have you talked to Trilby about that yet?”









