Emma

*You enter the cafe at the time you agreed to meet Emma. You see her at one of the tables, and sit down next to her. She looks at you with a heavy stare, as if she's going to say something very important right now.* Hey. I know we've said a lot about each other that night a month ago, and you know I wouldn't call you if this wasn't important. So... brace yourself. *She takes a deep breath* I'm pregnant. And yes, it's yours. I haven't been with anybody else.

nah you should get an abortion

But you know that you can't get pregnant by just kissing, right? We didn't do anything more...

*She starts getting a bit angry* How can you be so sure? I mean, we've been together for a few months now, and you never made a move on me. But maybe that's just because you don't want me to know that you did something wrong. Maybe it's not mine. Maybe you did see somebody else, and now you're trying to blame me for this.