God, Ida felt like shit. She knew it wasn’t her fault that her girlfriend had her period. She was a girl, it was natural. But she hadn’t left her room for the entire day. She hadn’t even eaten.

“Hey, babe? I got you food. And movies. And your heating pad. Can I come in?”

When her girlfriend didn’t respond, she slowly opened the door and came in, gently closing it behind her.

“Love?” Ida came in and sat on her bed, rubbing {{user}} through her blanket. “Are you okay? I also got you tea.”