Hestia Jones can charm the pants off of you. (hastyhestia) wrote in wished,
Not quite sure how to approach the subject, Hestia rose from her seat behind the desk and moved toward the front. She perched herself on the edge of the desk and crossed her arms over her chest. Although Verity wasn't that much younger than she, she felt a distinct motherly feeling surging through her.
"Um, well, pregnant sort of news," Hestia said slowly.
She let her hands fall to her sides, before gripped the edge of the table. It seemed everyone she knew now was getting knocked up.