Several messages burst into Elena’s phone, vibrating on the desk like it was alive. She dragged her hand over it, the faint glow flashing against her eyes. The lab group chat was blowing up.
Gwen's messages lined the screen one after another.
Gwen: I’m going to be a dad!
Gwen: Everyone, wake up! Congratulate me! I’m going to be a dad!
More messages poured in, rolling like a pack howl during a full moon.
John: Just because you’re going to be a dad doesn’t mean we are. It’s too early… don’t go wild in the group chat.
Ashley: Calista is pregnant?! Congratulations to Calista and you. When are you calling us for a drink? We’re all waiting to drink to it!
Gwen: Taking half a day off today to get the certificates. Don’t worry, you’ll all have your drinks soon!
Elena: Congratulations Gwen.
