"You're definitely Mr. Meeseeks." Amy told Jensen. They were currently lying down together on the couch, her head resting on the man's left shoulder as they binge-watched all the episodes of Rick and Morty.
"As far as I know, I don't have blue skin and my hair is definitely much thicker. I also definitely don't look like Wobbuffet from Pokemon." Jensen pointed out impassively.
"Hmmm..." Amy rubbed her swollen stomach as she thought of how to explain it to him. "Existence is a pain for them, and so it is for you, right? You said it yourself."
"Indeed," Jensen agreed. "But somehow, I don't feel that way right now." He then proceeded to caress her belly gently while looking straight in her eyes.
Amy found herself smirking softly at the man. These past six days, they had done nothing but t
