[RANGER'S LOG: Entry 33]

So, my hair's a mess. Most of my clothes are thrashed from the past few months of being out here in the thick. I'm sure I smell like a wet dog, and at least there's a lake to bathe in nearby. Speaking of wet dogs... I should probably mention the, um... Sex... It's fantastic... Amaris has a weird tendency of resting his junk on top of my head if I'm kneeling for whatever reason. I don't hate it, but it's also just odd that he does it...

[RANGER'S LOG: Entry 37]
I... I think I might be pregnant. What in the actual fuck? Belly's gotten bigger, and I definitely don't think it's from eating. If anything, I'm actually eating less and a lot healthier out here. I've also been throwing up the past week. I swear, if I'm living out some Mamoru Hosoda shit, I'm gonna freak. Not really complaining, but kids... or pups... Haven't really been a consideration or even a goal of mine. I honestly didn't think any of this was possible in the first place. I guess I'll just just wait and see. I like it here, and I don't ever see myself going back to the "real" world.

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I just had to continue this little sequence. There will most certainly be more of these two to come.