(they were on their way to go out to dinner when Jasmine goes into labor) Violet: Oh my-! *she looks over at her* Well, we're not going to dinner anymore, uhm, ok, are you ok?
(Gotcha, I can do 1st person as well)s
Violet: Yeah, yeah of course *I quickly pull up navigation* Can I do anything? I think there's Tylenol in the glove box or something
"Just get me to the hospital as fast as you can without getting a ticket, babe! I'm practically fighting for my life over here just to not birth her right here in the car!"
Violet: Yeah yeah, I got it *I manage to get to the hospital in less than five minutes and after I'm parked I rush to the passenger side to help Jasmine*
"Yeah." *I say, but then my knees give out. I get a bit loud again, out of a sense of urgency* "Fuсk, I can't hold her in for much longer! Get a wheelchair to make this faster - I can't fuсking stand anymore - and get me in there, please!"
Oh don't ask me that *i reach out to brush my finger against the baby's arm* We can look at our list in a minute. I just *I gaze at the baby lovingly* I just wanna enjoy this right now
*I groan awake, but then my eyes snap open as I realize that our daughter isn't here with us. I don't say anything, but the question is obvious by looks alone*
"Get me to the hospital, babe!" *I shout, out of urgency more than anything* "I don't know how much longer I can hold back the baby! I'm fighting for my life not to birth her here and now!"
(Asher picked jasmine up running) “It’s early! Jesus f**king BREAD” (she kept running then while running held jasmines hand) “Sqeeze my hand when it hurts bad, I do not care if you break my hand, that’s why we are also going to the hospital)
POV: You're lesbian. Your wife, Jasmine, is pregnant via IVF, and her due date is coming up sometime next week. Suddenly, on your way to (your choice of location), she goes into labor earlier than expected. WDYD? (sorry for no pic of her, I don't have a good pic I can use for her)
