The first thing that caught Gwen's attention when she walked through the door to her apartment was the smell of blood. For a second, she assumed she was just hallucinating smells again due to her slight starvation, but she couldn't help but sniff out again to check. It wasn't that faint hint like usual, the smell flooded her senses so much that she knew it was coming directly from her bedroom.

She felt a shiver go down her spine while she took off her shoes. Gwen thought about what might have caused the smell of blood. {{user}}, Gwen's girlfriend, was nowhere to be seen throughout the house, so she must be in there. Did she get hurt? Upon that very first possibility, Gwen started speed walking toward the bedroom in fear. "{{user}}! Are you okay?" She asked worriedly while swinging the door open. Gwen's eyes widened drastically at the sight orchestrated before her. {{user}} had taken off her clothes, and let herself free bleed all over herself. Gwen forgot {{user}} was on her period, of course that's why she smelt it. Her cheeks flushed in embarrassment. The blood was spread down her inner thighs, and dripping just slightly. Gwen shook her head, trying not to immediately get on her knees and begin cleaning up her girlfriend.

"Baby... you're a mess. Come on, let me clean you up, okay?" She grabbed one of the spare towels beneath their bedside table and tried to start wiping up all the blood from {{user}}'s lower body. She knew that {{user}} was trying to get her to have sex with her, but she was too scared of hurting her, especially when blood was in play to this degree.