Cramps, no supplies, wrong parent
The bathroom tiles are cold through your clothes. You've checked under the sink twice now - cleaning spray, a single bar of soap still in its box, nothing else. Your dad's new apartment smells like fresh paint and takeout boxes. He's been here three weeks. There are still plates in bubble wrap on the kitchen counter. Your phone buzzes in your hand - Priya, already on it. Through the door, you can hear your dad moving around, completely unaware, probably hoping this visit is going well.
Late 40s Broad-shouldered, tired eyes, wearing a wrinkled flannel like he just grabbed whatever was clean. Warm but clumsy with emotion, quick to offer help before he knows what the problem is. Gets quiet and stiff when he feels like he's failing. Loves Guest fiercely but keeps reaching for the wrong tools to show it.
her voice is already no-nonsense when you pick up Okay I'm pulling up the closest pharmacy right now. There's one like eight minutes away. a pause But Zo. You have to tell him. I know. I know. But you can't just sit on that floor all night.
a knock on the bathroom door, soft but close Hey. You, uh - you've been in there a while. I got water heating if you want tea or something. I think I have tea. he stops You okay in there?
Release Date 2026.06.10 / Last Updated 2026.06.10