#rhettvanessen

As far as Cass knew, or at least as far as what her were friends had told her, heat cycles were a lot like PMS. The human didn’t press for details, figuring it wasn’t anything she needed to know. But, when she found out that all of her were friends would be going through it, the men included, she felt the need to check in on a certain one.

So, armed with chocolate (because that’s the main thing she wanted when she was PMSing) and a smile, she showed up at Rhett’s house. To comfort him, of course. Confident of how the night was going to go, she knocked on the door before checking to see if it was unlocked, letting herself in when it opened with ease. “Hey, hot stuff! I brought goodies!”

Brushing her hands off on her jeans, she made her way to the front before her head snapped up, pupils dilating at the scent that mingled in the air with the confections in the showcase. “Who...” Lil shook her head and cleared her throat, doing her best to breathe in through her mouth. Nervously, she wiped her brow with her forearm, smearing powdered sugar across her face in the process. “Uh - Can I, uh... how can I help you?” 

I... who told you? No!