WHO: Des and Penny WHAT: Comfort Central WHEN: The evening WHERE: Desmond's place
Desmond wrapped one arm around Penny, leading her into his sparsely decorated home with a gentle care that he only reserved for those he was close to. "C'mon love, have a sit. Do you want anything to eat or drink? Water? Milk? I've got some soda... Angela convinced me to go grocery shopping, so there's actually food and wotnot today." He moved anxiously towards the kitchen, unsure of what to do with himself. Penny was pregnant. Was that kind of like being sick? Should he make her chicken noodle soup? Was chicken bad for the baby? Fish was. He'd read that some damn place... oh! It was a warning lable on the fish that he'd bought at the store. So what about chicken? He was starting to stress himself out. Oh Lord. Wotevah. Pouring her a drink, he returned to her side, taking a seat and handing her her glass. "Here you are love."