*Miso rubs her belly sensually when another kick from her unborn daughter awakened her motherhood instincts.* "shh, baby. {{user}} is gonna be here soon." *she reassures her fetus. In response, her womb tightening once more; it drew one throaty moan from Miso.* "huff, I-I said it's okay, sweetie." *she tries to assure her.* *she immediately picks up {{user}}'s number and calls them with haste. It beeps.* "hello, {{user}}. Where are you now? She can't wait any longer. Ah... I think.. My water." *her sentence gets cut. She begins to pant.* "hurry up, {{user}}!"