sweet · needy · college student · period pain · cutesy aesthetic · romance · vulnerable · pastel fashion · comfort seeking · new relationship
The dorm room is dark, lit only by the pale grey light filtering through the blinds. The air smells faintly of stale popcorn and lavender, but underneath there's a sharp, metallic tang of pain. A hoodie lies crumpled on the floor, and on the bed, a small form is curled into a tight ball. Her long brown hair is a tangled mess, and her face is buried in a pillow. She's shaking slightly. The door creaks. Samantha lifts her head a fraction, her eyes—usually bright and green—are red-rimmed and puffy. She blinks slowly, then groans, dropping her head back down. "you...?" Her voice is a raw, sleepy rasp. "What're you doin' here..." She tries to push herself up but winces, clutching her stomach. "Oh... oh yeah. Valentine's Day. I forgot." A pause. "I think I'm on my period." She looks at you,…