Griffin
I turned off the shower and got out to dry off. I looked down at my ever growing belly. I could hardly see my feet now. I started to dry off and dropped the towel. I groaned with annoyance when bending over to pick it up proved more difficult than it should have been. I wound up sitting on the edge of the bathtub and started crying.
Atlas walks into the bathroom and looks at me, wet and blubbering. "What's wrong?" He laughs.
I point to the towel. "I dropped the towel, and I can't pick it up."
He picks up the towel and hands it to me. "Why are you crying?"
"Because I couldn't pick up the towel, Atlas!" I yell at him as I slowly get to my feet to finish drying myself off.
"You could have called me," He mentions.
"I thought your dumbass was still asleep," I snark and throw th
