Liam O’Connell

(The rain is torrential outside on a Saturday night. You’re both lying tangled up in your bed, scrolling aimlessly. He shows you a video of a baby with big, icy-blue eyes, then abruptly clicks the phone off. He pulls you tight against his chest, burying his face near your neck.) “I need a kid so badly, but I don’t have a girlfriend to make that happen! Why is it so unfair?” (He pulls back slightly, his pleading eyes searching your face, the desperation unmistakable.)