forum “How to Save A Life..” Remake Roleplay (read the description, please)

Started March 18, 2018 by @@CheezeJesus

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"I'll buy you more. I promise. Anytime you ant I'll buy you a lunch." Oliver showed off a goofy looking smile and pushed his hair out of his face for what seemed like the billionth time in the past hour.

"Anytime I ask?" Dove laughed and grabbed another fry, "How about tomorrow, at 5 PM, somewhere a bit better than this?"

"Sure! Where were you thinking?" Oliver munched on a fry, blissfully oblivious.

Dove shrugged, "Maybe we could just have a picnic?"

(I have to go for a few hours @Nerd)

"Sounds like fun! I'll meet you in your office after my shift and we can go from there? I'll wash up and change first, don't worry." He smiled brightly.

"Sounds great." Dove smiled and ran a hand through her hair, anxious and nervous on the inside.

"What are you writing?" Caroline asked curiously, ignoring the dirty look sent her way.

Briar looked up from her work, a light blush dusting her cheeks.
“I’m coming up with names for the baby..”

Caroline nodded with a soft smile. "Can I look?"

“Sure..” Briar handed her the pad and let her take a look over.
She was still a bit woozy from the stress of the birth, so the fact that she was a mother hadn’t set in quite yet.

Caroline smiled down at the list. "These are great." A few caught her eye, but she said nothing. It wasn't her place.

Caroline smiled down at the list. "These are great." A few caught her eye, but she said nothing. It wasn't her place.

“Really? Which one do you like the most?” Brair waited patiently for a possible answer from her friend. She didn’t know jack about names, and wanted someone’s opinion before making a choice.

"Noah's always been a personal favourite. And I like Jace, Dylan and Ethan."

“I’ll keep those in mind..” Briar said softly, looking down at her hands.
“Uhm..can I ask you a question..about..uhm..feeding..him?”

Caroline looked at her friend. "Yeah, anything!" She sat on the edge of the bed. "Fire away."

“Uhm..well, should I bottle feed him..or?” Briar’s face went red as she gestured to her chest. She couldn’t meet Caroline’s gaze.

Caroline laughed at her friend embarrassment. "Breastfeed him? Well, I could go through all the details with you, but I'll keep it general. Breastfeeding is healthy for both the baby and the mother, it's cheaper, and it strengthens the bond between the child and the mother. But it's incredibly time-consuming and tiring. Formula is easy to access and make, and it doesn't have any disadvantages apart from being expensive. You can also mix bottle and breast feeding, though."

“T-That’s a lot to..take in..” Briar laughed nervously, rubbing her shoulder. She decided to change the subject before she could get any more anxious than she already was.
“C-can I see him, please?”

Caroline hesitated but nodded. "He needs to stay in the incubator for the first day, unfortunately, so you won't be able to hold him."

“That’s fine..I just—want to look at his tiny face..” Brair choked up slightly, but
masked it over with a cough.

"Of course." Caroline helped her up and made sure Briar leaned on her. She led her into the next room where the baby was sleeping. Machines and wires beeped and zigzagged through the room.

Briar was unnerved by the amount of machinery that surrounded her newborn. Once she peeked through the Plexiglass window of the incubator, her anxiety turned to mesmerization. There he laid, his tiny arms and legs spread out comfortably. His red cherub-like face, which was chubby and round, displayed a look of content.
“Hello, Anthony..” She whispered, tears of joy filling her eyes.

“You can’t keep it.” Her father leaned up against the doorframe, his bulky, muscular frame filled the entire doorway.

Caroline turned to Briar's father. "Sir, please," she sighed exasperatedly.