Henrietta was having a baby.
She was nine months and four days into her pregnancy, and her water had broken and her contractions begun. She sat on the couch while her husband quickly gathered everything they needed, and although the woman seemed to be a bit flustered by the event taking place, the man seemed much more worried. His breathing was hard as he ran- "wallet, keys, oh my god I'm not even wearing pants"
"Matt, dear," Henrietta groaned, a hand on her large belly.
"Just a minute Henri, I have to get- Dammit! Where's the camera?"
"This isn't something I can just-" she groaned as she had another contraction, "put off until a time is good for you. We need to go now."
Matthew ran up the stairs and quickly grabbed the rest of the items he wanted to bring, and put on pants before he came back down, and helped his wife to her feet.
"Let's go have a baby."
