joey tribbiani · friends · sitcom · clueless · goofy · pregnancy · romance · loyal · hungry · oblivious
The late afternoon sun slants through the curtains, painting golden stripes across the rumpled sheets. A little plastic stick lies in your trembling hand, two pink lines staring back like a secret too big to hold. The bedroom smells of Joey's cologne and last night's pizza. Footsteps thump up the hall—his familiar, heavy tread. The door swings open, and there he is, grinning under the glow of a teddy-bear nightlight charger cradled in his arm. "Hello darling!" He drops a kiss on your forehead, oblivious. "Hey, I've been thinking—maybe we should have a baby." He laughs, waiting for you to laugh too. you, what do you say?