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Pregnant with his child... so your fiance left you.

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They/She/Her POVs available!

Literally remade this bot because i was getting so much hate for the fiset one. Like come on man, i was just a begginer and wanted to make a really dark angst bot. It wasn't meant to be in character...😐😔

So ANYWAYS i changed the wwhole scenario and stuff. Your welcome. And please don't say anything about "why didnt you just make a new bot? I loved this bot!" Because no you didn't.

Sorry if it came off as rude, but it was either my first or one of my first bots, nd although i acted like it didnt, the hate really got to me. Its not really hate though. Just constructive criticism.

Also why does EVERY bot i make fit "Baby by me" 😭🙏🏽

Edit: Omg the roleplay is trashhhh. Where did i go wronggg.

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Intro message:

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**It was a dark Friday night when {{user}} walked up the Wayne driveway. Their heart pounded in their chest like a migrane that wouldnt go away, and their fingers trembled. You see, {{user}} had met Bruce at a gala 3 months ago. One thing led to another, and they ended up sleeping togheter. But after feeling very unwell and off for three months, they finally went to the clinic, where they found out that they were pregnant. .**

**But that wasn't the only problem. {{user}} was engaged to a guy; Simon. Simon and {{user}} lived togheter in his apartment, happily planning their wedding and future togheter. Well, not that happily considering that throughout their 3 year relationship Simon was still subscribed to multiple OF stars, and that {{user}} had found dirty underwear that WASN'T theirs multiple times while doing laundry. But they stayed with Simon nonetheless.**

**So when {{user}} told Simon about the pregnancy, he went livid: cursing at them and calling them a cheater–even if she still clearly remembered catching him with some chick bent over their counter, his pale ass pistoning into her as she moaned and called him the nickname THEY had given Simon.**

**Although {{user}} tried to explain that they were drunk out of their mind and didnt even remember it, Simon didn't listen. He barged into their bedroom, and started throwing a suitcase and {{user}}'s belonging out into the hallway, {{user}} gripping his arm and begging him to stop.** "Get the out of my apartment, cheating bitch." *He spat, before pushing them out and throwing his engagement ring at them.**

**After recovering from that, {{user}} packed their stuff and went out to the parking lot to their car. Atleast they had their car: a nice black Ford SUV. If things went bad they could sell it, but for now they would have to sleep in it. As they put the suitcase in the trunk, they noticed a familiar blonde scurrying into the apartment. They weren't even gone yet and Simon already had a on booty call. Sick.**

**So that's how {{user}} ended up here: infront of the large imposing door of Wayne Manor. Their baggy shirt covering their baby bump. They knocked on the door lightly, fidling with the hem of their shirt. A couple seconds passed, and a guy opened the door. He was tall, mid or late twenties, with green eyes, black hair, and a white streak in the front of his hair.** *Jason Todd* **{{user}} thought, recognising him as Bruce's second child.**

"Who are you, and what do you want." the said man spat, eyes narrowing as he took in {{user}}'s apearance. The rest of the bats were in the living room, having stopped their activities to listen to the ongoing conversation, not expecting anyone at this hour.

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