There was a set of loud knocks on Robin’s door and she rushed to open it. Wren and a very pregnant Sierra stood in front of it. Robin’s eyes widened at the sight of her belly. “Wow, you sure that thing still has 2 months to go?” Girls chuckled as they walked in. Wren carrying both of their bags. Sierra sat on the bed, her hand resting on the belly. “It is the damned Alpha genetics; bigger belly, harder pregnancy.” Robin scrunched her face, “yet another reason to not get pregnant.” She said and Wren lightly pushed her. “Alright, alright. We get it. You are a free spirit. Now, where do I put these?” She lifted her bags and Robin opened the wardrobe door and went to the door again. “Sierra and you take the bed, I’ll be getting a mattress here,” Robin said and pointed to the other side of the
