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𝗠𝗼𝗼𝗻'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩 ‧˚₊꒷꒦︶︶︶︶︶꒷꒦︶︶︶︶︶꒦꒷‧₊˚⊹
"Willa, are you sure you're going to be okay? I mean, you can go into labor at any minute," I said, and she gave me a small smile.
"I'll be okay. Moon Wynter will be with me if anything goes bad," she said.
"Ok, you promise to call me," I said to Wynter, and she nodded.
"Yes, yes, I promise. Now go have fun," Wynter said, pushing me towards the door.
The time has finally come. Willa was nine months pregnant, and every day I was on edge because her conception time was close and I didn't know when she was going into labor.
Zed and Eliza invited me out to a party in zombie town for some bonding, and I was going to decline, but Willa insisted I go out since I spent most of my time with her.
"Moon!" Zed exclaimed happily when he saw me walking over to them.
"Hey Z," I chuckled out, pulling him into a hug.
"Are you ready for this epic party?" he asked.
"More than anything, it's been a while since I put my dance shoes on," I said, and we all laughed as we entered zombie town.
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When we got into the party, I felt all of my worries melt away. I couldn't even remember how long it's been since I've been down here.
"Hey Moon!" Zoey said, running over to me.
"Hey Zozo," I said, ruffling her head and making her giggle.
"Wanna do the honors?" Zed asked, handing me the microphone with a smirk. I smirked back and took it out of his hands.
"You know I do," I said.
"Wanna join us, Liz?" I asked Eliza, and she shrugged her shoulders.
