Post by Scout Kane on Oct 6, 2022 15:59:56 GMT -5
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Ever since she had been intimate with Dresden, a lot of doubt and fear had been on her mind. Scout had tried her best to keep those worries at bay, but one big question remained: would she get her period when it was supposed to arrive? The woman had a fairly good idea of her cycle, meaning she would notice if something was off about it. The week leading up to her period hadn't been much different from other times. Some cramping and headaches, which had led her to believe she was in the clear. With a sense of relief she had just went about the rest of her week, doing her usual business and work with less worries than before. Those worries did surface again when on the day of her period, there was just nothing. Afraid to go to anyone for advice she had waited a couple of days to see if it was just delayed but it failed to appear. She knew none of the techniques that were supposed to be able to tell if a woman was pregnant or not were fail-proof, so she didn't bother with placing a needle in her urine to see if it would rust. Those piss prophets weren't something she'd rely on. She knew, deep down, that she was in fact pregnant and that it'd become even more clear to her over the span of the season.
When she realised, she stayed in her room at Birkhall for the day. Scout knew she couldn't hide forever and that'd she'd have to come outside again to face the world, but the next weeks, months and even years would be extremely stressful. What she needed to do now was talk to her friends. They'd be able to help.
Ever since she had been intimate with Dresden, a lot of doubt and fear had been on her mind. Scout had tried her best to keep those worries at bay, but one big question remained: would she get her period when it was supposed to arrive? The woman had a fairly good idea of her cycle, meaning she would notice if something was off about it. The week leading up to her period hadn't been much different from other times. Some cramping and headaches, which had led her to believe she was in the clear. With a sense of relief she had just went about the rest of her week, doing her usual business and work with less worries than before. Those worries did surface again when on the day of her period, there was just nothing. Afraid to go to anyone for advice she had waited a couple of days to see if it was just delayed but it failed to appear. She knew none of the techniques that were supposed to be able to tell if a woman was pregnant or not were fail-proof, so she didn't bother with placing a needle in her urine to see if it would rust. Those piss prophets weren't something she'd rely on. She knew, deep down, that she was in fact pregnant and that it'd become even more clear to her over the span of the season.
When she realised, she stayed in her room at Birkhall for the day. Scout knew she couldn't hide forever and that'd she'd have to come outside again to face the world, but the next weeks, months and even years would be extremely stressful. What she needed to do now was talk to her friends. They'd be able to help.
