"So this is all that happened," she says and releases a deep sigh.

Clara facepalms as she sighs. Then she looks at Y/n with bored eyes and hit her in the head.

"Ow! Why did you hit me?!" She asks rubbing her head.

"Because you've become soft."

"Sorry I don't get you," she says scratching her head confusingly.

"You used to be so bold and savage. The reason I became your friend was that you were so cool and didn't care about the consequences.

But now look at you. Scared as shit just to talk to your husband about wanting a kid," she says crossing her arms as she eyes Y/n.

"Well..." she fidgets with her fingers innocently.

She sighs. "Look. The situation totally depends on the way you handle it. So I can't help you with this."

"At least you can help me with how I should word it to him, RIGHT?" She looks at her curiously with a pleading look in her eyes.

"No."

"Why?!" She whines like a baby.

"You've definitely become soft-"