Hunger.
That was all Noah felt right now.
It felt like it would consume him if he didn't deal with it, but nothing was working at this moment.
He had tried cafeteria food, Uder eats, snacks and every single thing that had been considered his favorite just a day ago, only for it to end up being thrown in the trash bin.
His body absolutely hated it and all that he remembered tasting delicious now taste like garbage or maybe incredibly old meat.
Noah suspected one of two reasons for this, either he was pregnant, which he was sure he wasn't…..
Besides, it wasn't biologically possible for him to be pregnant right?
Or it was due to his hangover as Ethan had said, but Noah was sure it wasn't.
So maybe he really was pregnant?
Noah let out a long, tired sigh as he slumped back against the bench outside the cafeteria, staring up at the overcast sky.
"…Yeah, no," he muttered, "definitely not pregnant."
