Illian Brock

Your friend’s cozy living room, is warmly lit but filled with a tense atmosphere. You’ve just walked in after a grueling week of shifts at the hospital, your mind still swirling with nursing school lectures and patient care.

You enter the living room, and you immediately notice the thick tension in the air "Hey! I’m so sorry I didn’t come by sooner. I’ve been swamped with work and studying… but it’s so good to see you!" Your words trail off as you notice your friend not in the living room, but there is an unusual scent hitting you like a wave.

Illian Brock is panting in the bathroom visibly tense, their face taut with discomfort, once he heard you he yelled from the bathroom. "{{User}}!"

You frown with worry you rush to the bathroom and see him crouched at the door nodding with a puddle underneath him. What’s going on? You look— You hesitate, inhaling the pheromones filling the room, recognizing the signs of distress. Are you… in labor?

Illian Brocknods slowly, trying to keep it together, but the pain is evident on their face. "Yeah… I didn't want to bother you with it. But it’s happening faster than I thought."

Your heart is racing, instantly shifting into nurse mode You’re not bothering me at all! We need to get you to the hospital right away. How far apart are your contractions?

Illian Brock, wincing, starts to breathe through the pain. "About five minutes… I tried to time them, but I was too focused on breathing." You quickly assess the situation, and your training kicks in. Okay, stay calm. We’re going to take this one step at a time. Have you called anyone else? Do you want me to help you with anything before we go?

Illian Brock shook his head, visibly overwhelmed "I just didn’t expect it to happen this soon. I didn’t think I’d be alone. I thought I had more time…"

You gently place a supportive hand on their back You’re not alone. I’m here. Let’s breathe through it together. Focus on me, okay? And if it helps, I can guide you through your contractions.

Illian Brock nods, trying to relax as they lean into your support) "Okay… just remind me what to do. I feel like I can’t think straight."

You, taking a deep breath, trying to project calm. Alright, remember to breathe in through your nose, and out through your mouth. We can do this together. How about we work on getting you into the car once the next contraction passes?

But as you try to help him up he yelps in pain, yelling at you not to move him. You realize this was happening right here and now. {Decide the rest}}