Promises

"Oh my gosh, maybe I should have washed my hands before making that salad!" Faye thought while trying to hold the barf in. She raced towards the restroom, somehow making it with the eye mask still on. 

"Ugh, I haven't thrown up in ages, I forgot how icky it feels," she sighed while making sure nothing got into her hair. Faye took a quick shower afterwards and decided to have some waffles for breakfast; this time making sure her hands were clean and that none of the food was rotten.

After finishing her meal, she noticed that she had forgotten to wash the dish from yesterday afternoon, with all that drama with her crazy neighbors. Faye sat there thinking of what she could do, it was still early in the morning and did no have to go in until 3 P.M. "Oh, maybe I should visit the park, I passed by it when I moved here and it looked absolutely beautiful." So after washing the dishes, she headed off to the park. As she changed into her favorite dress, Faye noticed her dress seemed a little tighter than usual but put that thought aside and blamed it on eating more than usual.

Faye spent the morning watching some of the wild animals, smelling flowers and of course, playing her guitar.

Having more time to kill, she also decided to stop by the front of the theater where she played the guitar and  met one of her co-workers, who seemed to enjoy her performance.

She also decided to visit the Salon next door, but with all the stylists busy and work starting soon, Faye only had enough time to admire it's clean and sleek interior

After briefly visiting the Salon, she headed straight to work. Faye worked hard even though she was feeling fatigued and nauseous, she wanted to impress her co-workers. She was only half way into her first day, when she could no longer hold in the nauseous-ness and ran to the restroom. One of her concerned co-workers followed her to make sure she was alright, and went to tell their boss Deandre what had happened.

"Faye, you must have worked yourself too hard, have you been eating well, or maybe you came down with a flu?" Andre asked her as he stroked his goatee.

"Yeah, w-well I have been feeling pretty nauseous lately. I didn't feel too well this morning but I was fine until now..."

"Hmmm," Andre said, thinking of a way to carefully place his words. "I don't mean to intrude, but might you be pregnant?"

Faye was shocked, of course this could have happened, but she had placed those memory into the furthest corner of her mind that she hadn't even thought of it. "I-I'm really not su-"

"You don't have to answer, but why don't you take some time off. I trust that you will continue practicing at home, and when you come back it'll be like you never left," said Andre as he patted her back. "Now off you go! There's spare clothes in the the employee lounge, if you feel like changing"

"Oh, I'm so lucky to have Andre as my boss," thought Faye. Before leaving, she looked at her belly and thought to herself, "if I am pregnant... no matter what happened in the past, this was not the baby's fault and I swear to keep it safe and happy."

P.S.

I intended for this to be longer content-wise but I think this was a good place to end. Also, sorry for the long-ish convo between Andre and Faye, it just wouldn't make much sense if Faye suddenly left work and BAM she finds out she's pregnant. This seemed to flow more, and I kind of threw it in there last minute.

I've also been thinking, do a lot of you use pose player throughout your stories? I haven't played with that very must and I was thinking it would make certain scenes easier.

Again, any feedback, critique, and suggestions are greatly appreciated! :)

P.P.S

I took this screenshot, but it didn't really fit anywhere in the story. I just LOVE the face she's making! She looks more like a rock star than a classical music composer.