[hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=6ecff6][center]Character Name: Paige Liu[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]

[center][b][color=6ecff6]Location: About a block from work[/color][/b] 
[b][color=6ecff6]Interacting With: Dr. Elsa Niehaus, her fertility doctor [/color][/b][/center][hr][hr]

Paige just ordered her favorite hot dog type (everything but relish, bleh) just before entering work however her cell rings and it's her fertility doctor, Dr. Elsa Niehaus. Refusing to let her coworkers find out out her "biological clock issues". She walks back a block and answers. [color=6ecff6]"Hello?"[/color] Paige answers clearly worried about the answer seeing it's her fertility doctor. [color=1a7b30]"Miss Liu, this is Dr. Niehaus from Detroit Fertility center as per request we request identification before we reveal your hysteroscopy results. Please state your full name and birthday."[/color]

[color=6ecff6]"Paige Marian Liu, P as in Park, M as in Mark and L as in Lou. Marian with two As. Born April 17."[/color] Paige quivers as she mutters her name and birthday.

[color=1a7b30]"As of now, you appear to be developing premature ovarian failure. This combined with your smoking will make it hard for you to conceive a child. About 10 percent of women in the United States ages 15-44 have difficulty getting pregnant or staying pregnant, according to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention. There are many support groups if you wish to discuss your condition and several options available should you wish to consider the adoption of a child. Do you wish to have the contact numbers for them?"[/color] Dr. Niehaus asked almost like a cyborg... Paige hated cyborgs.

[color=6ecff6]"Not now, please get back to me in a week."[/color] Paige says as she hangs up. [color=6ecff6]"Well at least mom and dad got grandkids, sadly they aren't mine and never will apparently."[/color] Paige reaches for a cigarette then drops and stomps it as if it was a giant spider. It caused her to miss out on her life, the miracle of birth and motherhood. She walks into work clearly depressed, far more than most of her coworkers have seen her. She sits at her cubicle and starts to make cootie-catchers, regressing to cope with the bad news. After making a couple she goes to the meeting.