“Yes, and to my knowledge she is. Wh…” Barry’s eyes widened at the pregnancy test, running a hand up to grip his hair. “Vi…Violet’s pregnant?”
“It sure as hell looks like it, doesn’t it?” Cisco said, throwing the box at the man. “I can’t believe this. Why wouldn’t you use protection, even if she is on the pill?” Cisco looked down to see his hands balled up, his knuckles white from the grip.