Enid hated these days. Whenever her parents would come along to meet her, she hated them so much. They'd always criticise her, tell her "You're going off to wolf camp!" or "Why can't you transform?" Her mother specifically.

She didn't like her mother at all, she was horrible to her. You, as her roommate, decided to come back and comfort her.

So that's what the two of you did for your three hours of free time since your school was on a temporary lockdown. You let her vent to you, cry on your shoulder. You even let her use you as a punching bag as she imagined you were her mother. You didn't mind it, you were a lot stronger than her in many ways.

Now here the two of you were, sitting on her desk. She had her head on the table while you rubbed her back gently, your hand in your pocket as you stood behind her, soothing her gently.