You Get an Idea

The idea comes to you a week later while you're sitting around, on your laptop. On the bunk underneath you, Todd is watching some terrible movie from a few years back with Vince Vaughn. God, Todd has the worst taste in movies. You have a word document open, one you swore you'd fill with a plan to knock up Ami. This is a grand operation, and it needs to be planned. But needs to be planned and easy to plan are two different things.

Ami is one baby crazy broad, so it seems like she'd reciprocate to a first move. That said, what if it goes wrong? What if she shyer about it in person? What if she wants to be bred, but just not by *you*. Plus, it just feels downright awkward feels so awkward. How do you stroll right up to a girl and say "I'm going to make you my baby momma!" Besides, it's not like Ami is a great communicator either. The two of you basically trade off in a race to see who can be more awkward.

Todd laughs softly at some joke. Some terrible terrible terrible joke. What was the film again? Delivery man? Todd has the worst taste in movies. What was that damn thing about anyway?

And then you go completely and totally silent.

"You okay, bruh?" Todd asks.

"Totally okay, man." You say with a bright smirk on on your face. You have a plan now.