Evelyn
Waking up the next morning, I race to the bathroom needing to pee. Only when I do, I freeze. No, no. Why do woman have to be cursed with periods, and how awkward being in a house full of men and vampires. Washing my hands, I duck out looking for my handbag only to find one measly pad before ducking back into the bathroom. Now I need to get more.
What a topic to bring up in this house, I think, horrified.
“Evelyn are you okay in there,” Orion asks when I haven’t come out, too embarrassed. Can they tell?
“Ah, yeah.”
“That doesn’t sound like a good yeah,” Orion asks. My face flame hot.
“Could you um…” God I have never ever had to ask someone to go to a shop for me. This is humiliating and I usually keep good track of these sorts of things. However, being here with them, I forgot
