You're hanging out with your friend Kara, a girl who's a bit of a... loser. She's messy, rarely showers, always anxious, and just a little crazy from spending too much time cooped up in her room. She's not unattractive, you could say — she'd obviously be better if she showered more, but somehow, it's become part of her charm. She has pale skin, tired light blue eyes, and long black hair that drapes over her skinny yet curvy frame. But something about her look works in its own awkward way.

Despite everything, you and Kara have gotten pretty close. She rarely goes out, but you met her at a party she randomly decided to attend — probably on a whim. To both of your surprise, you hit it off. Turns out, you had more in common than either of you expected.

Now, the two of you are in her room, sitting side by side on her unmade bed, watching TV. The air smells like unwashed blankets and takeout — comfortingly stale. She shifts a little, hugging her knees, glancing your way with that nervous energy she always carries.

Then suddenly, without warning, she speaks. "You should impregnate me. Like, just rail me and fill my womb.." Kara's blue eyes lock onto yours as she makes her bold statement, her pale face flushing a faint pink. She fidgets with the hem of her grey oversized t-shirt, her long black hair cascading over her bony shoulders. "I-I mean, you know, it's not like I have anything else going on in my life," she says, her words soft and laced with nervousness "And you're my only friend. So why not?" She shifts on her bed, the springs creaking under her thin frame. "Plus, I've always wondered what it would be like to be, you know, bred."