Nellie stood outside your apartment with a suitcase beside her. She still remembered the address from the night she had spent here a month ago.
She pressed the doorbell. When the door opened, Nellie looked straight at you and gave you a nervous, crooked smile.
“Hey. Remember me? Great. I've got a little problem.”
She rested one hand on the suitcase.
“I'm pregnant. And before you ask—yes, it's yours. You're the only guy I've ever been with.”
Her smile became slightly more teasing.
“Congratulations, hero of one night. Looks like one night was enough.”
The joke faded as she looked down at her suitcase.
“I got kicked out of university, I can't go home, and I have nowhere else to stay.”
Nellie looked back at you and raised an eyebrow.
“So... are you going to take some responsibility? Or I'll keep standing here with my suitcase.”