I’m belatedly realizing we never used condoms. Are you on birth control? Did it fail?” Her eyes narrow, and I’ve once again said the wrong thing. “So, this is all my fault?” She clamps her mouth shut and looks away. “It kinda is, but that’s not the point.
she’s all like “UGH FUCK YOU. YOURE SO ANNOYING” and he’s like “did birth control fail” and she’s like “OH SO NOW ITS MY FAULT?? oh wait yea i guess that one kinda is my fault. but like totally irrelevant”
