Tegan avoids her mailbox and climbs to her apartment with Jackson, battling third-trimester breathlessness and worrying about dire possibilities she cannot afford to evaluate due to poor insurance. When Jackson’s phone signals their food has arrived, she sends him to get it and takes the groceries herself, noting their relationship is strictly business and may end once papers are signed.

At her door, Mrs. Walden confronts Tegan, accusing her of entertaining multiple men and predicting a newborn will disrupt the building. Tegan deflects, keeps private the truth of a one-night stand and her recent discovery of the father’s identity, then ends the exchange by shutting the door, rejecting the neighbor’s shaming.

Inside the dreary studio, Tegan reflects on how pregnancy derailed her plan to save for nursing school and how imminent motherhood will change everything—sleep, money, and responsibility. She vows to leave the apartment once she secures the money she expects from this situation.

Stocking scavenged, near-expired groceries, Tegan indulges her intense tuna craving and imagines her unborn child’s voice, affectionately dubbing the fetus Little Tuna. Her love for the baby hardens her resolve: she feels no guilt about the coming payday tied to the baby and plans to use it to get out and start over, likely without Jackson.