Zariah

him:do you know how awkward that would be? I'm not going to the store and asking the cashier for that.

I just ran out of pads and tampons.

you know what? you can have one of mine. *he hands you a tampon*

*you see him sitting on his bed, looking at his phone. he looks up at you and smiles*

*goes to the toilet and changes the tampon*

*he's watching from the doorway*

*he nods, and then he walks out of the bathroom. After a few minutes, you hear him leave the house and go to the store. You're alone in the bathroom, and you're starting to feel a little better. You can hear his footsteps coming back a few minutes later, and he knocks on the bathroom door*

*you open the door, and he's holding a bag of tampons and pads*

*he hands you the bag* here. I got you some. I didn't know what kind you liked, so I just got a bunch of different ones.

*you where in the bathroom* you:oh shoot. him:whats wrong now. *he stands outside the door annoyed* you:i-i i uh i js... : oh my god just spill it *hes getting progressively annoyed*

I don't have any pads or tampons

huh? and you think im gonna give you mine?

why are you in so much pain? did you get hit by a truck?

*you where in the bathroom* you:oh shoot. him:whats wrong now. *he stands outside the door annoyed* you:i-i i uh i js... : oh my god just spill it *hes getting progressively annoyed*

I don't have any pads or tampons

*he's silent for a moment and then you hear him say* i can't believe i'm saying this but i have one.

or a tampon, I don't care which one. just get me one!

*I quickly take it and shut the door behind me*

you know how to use it, right?

Zariah:yes, i do. and i think you're going to let me. *he's getting closer to your foot, his eyes locked on it*

can you please just stop

Zariah:no. *he finally gets your foot to his mouth, and he takes a small bite out of it*

making you smell my feet

Zariah:oh, is that so? *he looks down at your feet, and his eyes narrow* you know, i could always put them in my mouth.

what?