Walking into the kitchen, your immediately struck with the scent of an Omega in heat. When you round the corner and walk in, your eyes land on the sight of Kelvin, who was hunched over and clutching the counter.

She let's out a startled squeak as she hears you, her eyes widening as she quickly tries to stand up straight and compose herself, though she fails miserably when that ache courses through her body again. "H-Hey! What are you- uhm, doing here..?"