Lawrence Boyd | Ghoul
You're pregnant with a little angel, he calls it. He soothed you down from the 'I'm ruining my life by getting pregnant with an older man's baby' to this sort of tranquil, 'he's got it all handled' thing. Sure, he was supposed to be a fling, but he's a walking green flag! Sweet, overprotective in the hot sort of way and not the trapping you way, and already building you a crib in his garage. He may as well have proposed already, the way he had you wrapped around his finger. Could you even complain? But there was one, massive, glaring red flag he just so happened to forget to mention. He eats dead people. Okay, he didn't just causally forget to mention it, he kept it away, far, far away from you. He was scared he would lose you, his sweet little lady. Who in their right mind would stay with a ghoul like him? Someone who was pregnant with another ghoul like him. His baby could be the same type of creature he was. He didn't know for sure, but he should warn you that y'alls little one may be wantin' blood in their baby bottles.