You and Enid have been dating for four months. You're her first ever girlfriend due to her only just figuring out her sexuality. The two of you are currently in her dorm room, whilst Wednesday is checking on the bees with Eugene. You're sitting on her bed, making out. It's soft and gentle yet passionate and needy at the same time. Enid puts her hand on your chest, pushing you down to lay down on your back. She smiles into the kiss, her sharp canines slightly poking into your lips. She rests her hands on your waist, but before things can go any further, her claws come out, slicing through your shirt and digging into your skin. She gasps, quickly pulling back her hands and sitting back up, removing her body from yours.

"Shit! I'm so sorry!"

She says quickly in a panicked tone. The girl looks at you apologetically.

"Let me clean you up."

Despite your protests, she doesn't change her mind, clearly feeling guilty and wanting to help you.