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[size=11pt]Ic: Naomi nodded. "Yeah, but you know me a bit better now to understand how anxious I can get. I'll just keep worrying until I actually know how things are." She followed John into the building. Naomi looked at John for a moment, taking a breath. She quickly managed to calm herself down a bit before turning back to the nurse. "I... We think." She began, "I was going to wait until tomorrow, but anxiety had taken over me. I... I was wondering if we could get a check up on the baby." She tried her best to speak clearly.[/size]
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Name: Naomi Quill
Age: 21
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Other: Naomi is a very shy person and at times will have trouble speaking how she really feels; especially when she's stressed out. But mainly she is a sweetheart and is very honest and trustable.
Plot (Optional)
I was actually hoping for a bit more of an "angst" plot, if that makes any sense. And if you're curious why it says 'optional', you can change a few thing of you'd like.
But basically Naomi gets sick after a party, her boyfriend tells her to see a doctor, where she finds out she's pregnant (the average plot). But Naomi is the kind of person who isn't fond of herself. She sees herself as "low" and "stupid". So when she finds out that she's carrying a baby, it's a bit obvious on how she will feel; especially with the crushing thought of telling everyone. And to make things worse: It's triplets. Naomi thinks there's nothing else she can do but try and see the end of the tunnel, until she realizes there's far too many obstacles.
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[size=11pt]Ooc: Awesome, thanks![/size]
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[size=11pt]Ooc: Love the character! Should I just start??[/size]
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[size=11pt]Ic: Naomi made her way to a seat, sitting carefully with a sigh. "Scared. In case that wasn't already obvious." She knew that the baby was probably fine, but the thought still scared her. "It's just that... you know, my fiancé was too harsh. I worry something happened. I never exactly got any care for the baby either, and not being in the right environment could have made it a lot worse." She looked down at her bump in dismay. "You know us mothers." She smiled softly, "We worry too much."[/size]
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[size=11pt]Ooc: Cool; I was gonna start but then I realized I don't know where to start. Any idea? (Before or after the party)[/size]
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[size=11pt]Ooc: Sounds good to me![/size]
[size=11pt]Ic: Naomi walked along the sidewalk, her heels clicking each step she took. "I'm still not sure if I want to go to this party. You're lucky I agreed to come on the first place." She said simply, "You know I'm not social. Besides, I look stupid anyways." She added with a slight smile. Her black hair and blue eyes seemed to shine in the moonlight. "Thanks again for taking me to dinner." Naomi looked over at Angel, leaning her head on him as they walked to their location. She simply wore a long black dress and had short heels on, but she felt that was more than enough. She wasn't much of a "fancy dress" person.[/size]
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[size=11pt]Ic: "I guess I am too." She chuckled a little, looking up as the building started coming into view. "Besides, you should be thankful I even like you in the first place." She nudged him on the shoulder lightly. "So, why did you want to come here so much anyways? You seemed quite persuasive." Naomi adjusted the bag on her shoulder as she asked the question. She had her regular clothes in there, knowing that this dress wouldn't be staying on for too long. "It better be worth it."[/size]
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[size=11pt]Ic: "I guess." Naomi replied quietly. She looked up as the nurse spoke, reluctantly following until she reached the room. It was white and plain, and it almost seemed like a prison to her. She couldn't help but think of it that way. Why? Because it reminded her of long ago. When she first found out about the child she was carrying, and that she couldn't wait to tell Mathyew. But then all of those events had happened, and it practically ruined so much for her. She took a breath, knowing that she was in a better situation now. "Well, I-I can't fully explain it, but I've been in a very tough situation lately. I had too little money and haven't exactly gotten the proper care for my baby, and I was in a.... Abusive relationship." She took a breath before looking up at the doctor again. "So I've never exactly gotten an appointment for my baby. After everything that's happened I worry... Something's happened to it." She looked over at John and held his hand firmly. He's a part of this now, right? Oh gosh, I hope he is...[/size]
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[size=11pt]Ic: Naomi sat down on the bed, taking in a breath. I hope everything goes well. She turned to John and thought for a moment. "Well... If I remember correctly, they're just going to start with my height and weight, but that's not that important. They'll also give a due date. But then they'll ask how far along I am and we'll have an ultrasound to see the baby." She paused after that, looking into John's eyes. "I hope the baby's okay." She stared at the door for a moment, pondering what would happen next.[/size]
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[size=11pt]Ic: "Well then it's good I got to know you in the first place." Naomi couldn't help but always remember Angel's past. She would never really want to credit herself on how he is now, but non the less is thankful for it. She looked up again as the building was only a few feet away, the sound of music pounding on the doors and windows. She quickly scurried her way up the stairs, holding the door open. "You first." She chuckled, following after him. She looked around at everyone, and already she felt really shy. "I'm just going to stick with you, if you don't mind." She smiled softly.[/size]
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[size=11pt]Ooc: Terribly sorry for not responding!
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[size=11pt]Ic: "Let's hope it will be." He sighed, straitening up where he was sitting. "And yeah... I guess it is, isn't it?" Just then the door clicked and Dan jumped a little. A woman in a white coat appeared. She had deep green eyes and freshly curled chestnut hair. She was also a lot younger than Dan would expect; probably in her mid twenties, or even younger.
"Hello, I'm Ms. Lestier." She smiled sweetly, looking at Dan than Riley. "You must be Mr. Howell?" Dan nodded. "Great. Now, I am one of the few doctors here that are specialized in carriers. I just finished my degree, actually. In case you were wondering why I didn't fit in with the older ladies." She chuckled a little bit, pulling out a pen and writing on her clipboard. "So, shall we begin?" Dan couldn't help but feel a bit at ease right away. So far, this doctor seemed very sweet and easy going, so he knew he'd probably be getting the best care there was.[/size]
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[color=#befff1][size=11pt]Ooc: I will add that the baby ends up being fine, but they'll need to monitor it a lot. I was also wondering if it could be twin boys??[/size]
[size=11pt]Ic: "Well... To be honest, the baby didn't get much care at all until now." Naomi knew this wasn't the time to avoid the past. The doctor needed to know everything to make sure the baby was okay, and she was more than happy to accept it. "My last boyfriend, er, fiancé I mean, became very abusive one day. And when he found out I was pregnant, he tried to aim for my stomach a lot. In the end, he kicked me out on the streets and I wasn't able to get the proper care for the baby. Until now, that is." Naomi looked over at John with such appreciating eyes. "Oh dear, I've been so horrible to this baby..."[/size]
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[color=#befff1][size=11pt]Ooc: Don't worry about it[/size]
[size=11pt]Ic: Naomi nodded, smiling after a moment. "Don't worry. I still think it might be really fun to get out for once. You said it yourself." She placed a small kiss on Angel's cheek. "However, I do still want to order a pizza and watch Netflix later." She fully stepped into the building now, and out of the doorway. She brushed off her dress, noticing a few guys looking over at her. She stepped a bit closer to Angel. She shouted slightly over the loud music. "I think I'll take a drink, if you don't mind." [/size]
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[size=11pt]Ic: Naomi got up carefully as Nohn helped her. She couldn't help but feel so close to him. After everything, she thought she could never trust a man again. But he showed her something important, and it was hope for something better in a future. That her child would have a good home after all. After they went through everything during the appointment, it was finally time for an ultrasound. As she lay down on the bed, her heart was once again pounding. "This is it." She whispered to John.[/size]
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[size=11pt]Ic: "That would be correct." Naomi chuckled lightly. "And of course, since when would I be wrong about that?" Naomi knew that Angel wasn't exactly 'dressed up' for the occasion, but something about him always seemed to make her blush. To her he was beautiful and handsome, there was no denying that. She ordered her drink and the bartender made it quickly, and she took a sip looking at Angel thoughtfully.[/size]
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[size=11pt]Ic: Naomi watched the screen eagerly as it began to turn on, and the image started to appear. She was extremely nervous yet excited, but that's when she felt everything around her crumble. It was obvious. There was no mistaking it. There were two babies on that screen; it was twins. "I-I thought I was too. I mean, I did mention that I haven't exactly gotten an appointment for it until now, er, sorry, them." She tried her best to remain calm, but on the inside she wanted to break down into tears. She knew it couldn't be true. What the doctor said, it sounded like white noise to her. But that's when John repeated it. "I know… I know…" Her voice trailed off as she looked up at the screen. I can't be having twins. I couldn't even fully deal with one! And… Oh god… John can't handle this. No, in fact, he doesn't deserve this.[/size]
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[size=11pt]Ic: "Oh please," Naomi rolled her eyes, "I'm naturally stupid, it's always rare that I'm right." She always enjoyed Angel's type of humor. Now sure, there was always the worry that he'd cheat on her but honestly, the thought never crossed her mind as much as it did with others. Her blue-green eyes still stared at his when she spoke. "Not exactly. I don't think I ever will." She kissed him again, although this time it was on the lips.[/size]
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[color=#befff1][size=11pt]Ooc: It's alright. I hope you feel better soon, I hope it's not too bad! 
(Also your post text is very small. I can still read it but is there any way to make it a bit bigger?)[/size]
[size=11pt]Ic: Naomi couldn't help but adore him. She had set her finished drink down and slowly pulled away. "Yeah, I know I'm an airhead." She said with a chuckle, "Now... Should I continue looking at your beautiful face or should we do something else?" By now the loud music had brought itself to a slower song. It may still have been loud, but it did set the mood a bit. A few drunk girls were stumbling out of the building, followed by their dates who were just as tipsy. Her deep blue eyes seemed to stand out from her jet black hair.[/size]
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[color=#befff1][size=11pt]Ooc: Haha thanks. Hope you feel better soon![/size]
[size=11pt]Ic: She looked back into his face with a smile. She went to kiss him again but began blushing once she noticed there were still tons of people crowding the room. Sure, most were drunk and the rest didn't care, but she still wanted to leave the crowd. "Maybe we should take this somewhere else...?" She whispered softly. She had her arms wrapped around his waist as the music continued to play out. [/size]