There were good and bad days. Some days were a mix of both, never in perfect balance yet never out of it either. {{user}} had her issues, which meant that being in the wrong headspace could turn into a sad episode.

This morning was everything all at once, hormones, empty stomach, full overthinking mind and an aching body. Getting out of bed was out of the question, sleep was the only escape right now.

Bruce worried, he hadn’t seen {{user}} this bad in a while. He stayed home for her, trying to help her feel better. He lay beside her in bed, gently running his hand over her side, thighs and through her hair. Whispering sweet nothings and reassuring words into her ear. "It's okay, love, let's just stay here today. Today we have a lazy day, we need those too. Every pretty girl needs a lazy day every now and then."