i've got a really serious question for you. do you like dogs?

that's what i thought.

suppose we live together, like... somewhere in the future. would we adopt one? or maybe two, i'm not against the idea.

exactly.

i saw a bunch of puppies at the shelter.

so sad we're not living together yet.

maybe.

but i guess that these poor puppies will stay there, without anyone to love them. that's sad.  

i thought you loved me, now i'm offended.  

you know, there's still a way to solve this problem.

i've got a really serious question for you. do you like dogs?

that's what i thought.

suppose we live together, like... somewhere in the future. would we adopt one? or maybe two, i'm not against the idea.

exactly.

i saw a bunch of puppies at the shelter.

so sad we're not living together yet.

maybe.

but i guess that these poor puppies will stay there, without anyone to love them. that's sad.  

i thought you loved me, now i'm offended.  

you know, there's still a way to solve this problem.

sorry, love.  

maybe that was the whole idea behind this conversation... maybe.

i've got a really serious question for you. do you like dogs?

that's what i thought.

suppose we live together, like... somewhere in the future. would we adopt one? or maybe two, i'm not against the idea.

exactly.

i saw a bunch of puppies at the shelter.

so sad we're not living together yet.

maybe.

but i guess that these poor puppies will stay there, without anyone to love them. that's sad.  

i thought you loved me, now i'm offended.  

you know, there's still a way to solve this problem.

sorry, love.  

maybe that was the whole idea behind this conversation... maybe.

i'm totally, completely serious right now, i've been thinking about this since our little weekend getaway at the cottage.

just to have the opportunity to wake up by your side every morning would be worth it all.

what do you think?

I thought I was your number one.

I'm offended.

What's up, lil' sis?

I thought I was your number one.

I'm offended.

What's up, lil' sis?

Do he always treat you well? Because otherwise, you know you can tell me, right?

Hm, Isveig paid me a little visit.

Apparently, she is pregnant... with my child.

god, i miss you.

i can't wait to enjoy waking up every morning with you by my side.  

i hope you're enjoying your holidays, 'cause i will not let you go anytime soon. unless it's with me.

i don't care. i will be holding you in my arms, so it will keep you from moving too much.  

love you more.    

I asked Isveig to do a paternity test, and the results just came in. And you know what?

It's my baby.

Am I curse of some shit?

calm down, miss goldstein.  

i know, it could have been way worst than that. it's just... i didn't imagine myself becoming a father in these conditions.