"Jacob Hemlock sounds like fun to me. I'd love to hang out with someone that doesn't like the Church like myself." I say warmly.
"August! Quit being a bitch about the church! I brought a psychiatrist with us if we need to do a Mental Hospital visit!" Cleo snaps angrily.
I sigh angrily, hitting my cigarette with sheer annoyance and drama in my head as I aesthetically smoke the cigarette. Very annoyed.
Sierra just rolls her eyes.
"Now I don't like you even more. How are you gonna make up for this?" Sierra snaps angrily.
"I dunno, want a gift? I think we have a store around." I say, flirtatious energy creeping out as I flip my money card at her.
"No thank you! I want something that matters! Not money!" Sierra says,m nervous and weirded out.
I smirk again, thinking.
"So how about friendship? Or a massage?" I flirt intentionally.
Sierra blushes slightly, staying silent for two seconds too long.
"You're both married! Calm down now!" Cleo snaps angrily.
"What, no I'm not." I say, offended and confused.
"Yeah, hold up. I'm only dating Jesse." Sierra says, annoyed and confused.
"You're married to this Vault. Don't mess it up, every crack in the system ruins the workforce with drama. And stupid shit. Like trying to have sex during a work day. Or worse, getting pregnant. We haven't tested pregnancies in Underground Bunkers like this before. At least, to my knowledge." Cleo says seriously, threatening us lightly.
With too much information that scares Sierra but not me. Cause I don't care, I don't want kids anyway. Meanwhile, Sierra is frowning and ranting sadly.
"But what about the current kids we all have, including mine? And what if I wanted to have a kid with Jesse while we're down here?"
"Don't do that, that could be a death sentence for that baby. Your kids should be fine assuming they're all 10 and older." Cleo says, quick and warm..
"Lance is 7! What happens then!?" Sierra asks, traumatized already.
I snicker like a sociopathic bitch at this scene.
"Your child might not be able to handle the unique air pressure of this vault mainly. If their lungs don't adjust within a month, they could die. He has lower energy levels than normal to me, which is admittedly an issue to me." Cleo says, analytical, serious, and mildly sad.