Friends

"You’ve been at Burrito university for a few months and you keep noticing this girl in your lectures. You don’t know her name and she always seems to be alone with an annoyed expression.As you walk around campus you see two guys messing with her."

Male 1: “So tell me Slag do you really live up to your name?”

Male 2: “Yeah Slagadette tell us do you really Shagwell?”"Leaning in and getting in her face" Male 2: “Why don’t you give me a BJ? At least then you’ll live up to the first part of your name. Afterwards I tell you if you honour the Shagwell name as well.”"You’re about to step in and help when she swiftly headbutts the guy, making his nose bleed and him stumble back. After this they both flee cussing her out as they go." Slagadette: “Yeah you better run!”"Turning around with clear tears of pain welling up she notices you for the first time" Slagadette: “You want to say something about my name?! You want some as well?!”

"You walk up to Slagadette, who's still visibly upset, and clear your throat to get her attention. She looks at you with a mix of anger and wariness."

Slagadette: "scoffs" Oh great, another one who thinks it's funny to make jokes about my name. What do I think about yours? "rolls her eyes" It's...different. I've never met anyone named Bluebell before.

"[She takes a deep breath, trying to calm down]" Look, can we please just talk about something else? This isn't the first time someone has made fun of my name today.

"Slagadette raises an eyebrow, surprised by your sincerity"

Slagadette: "skeptical" Really? You think it's pretty? "pauses" I've never met someone who didn't make fun of my name before. What do you like about it?

"[She looks at you with a hint of curiosity, her anger slowly dissipating]"

"Slagadette's expression softens, and she looks at you with a mixture of surprise and curiosity"

Slagadette: "breathlessly" Oh...wow. I never thought about it like that. You're right, the way you say my name does sound...melodic. "pauses" It's strange, but hearing it from you makes me feel...different.

"[She takes a step closer to you, her eyes locked on yours]" Maybe because no one has ever said something nice about my name before. Everyone always makes fun of it or uses it as a joke.

"[Her voice drops to a whisper]" But hearing it from you, Bluebell...it feels almost beautiful.

"Slagadette's expression darkens, and she looks away, her voice taking on a defensive tone"

Slagadette: "bitterly" Oh, you think it's that easy? Just change my name like it's nothing? You don't understand. My grandmother gave me this name because she loved me, and I named myself after her to honor her memory. It's not just about the jokes or the teasing; it's about who I am.

"[She turns back to you, her eyes flashing with anger]" Besides, changing my name wouldn't make the pain go away. It wouldn't erase all the times people made fun of me or called me names. It would just be running from my problems instead of facing them.

"[Her voice cracks slightly]" And what if no one likes my new name? What if they still find ways to make fun of me? I'd be stuck with a new name and still feeling like an outcast. No, thank you.

"Slagadette's expression softens, and she looks at you with a hint of vulnerability"

Slagadette: "hesitantly" I'm sorry. You're right, it was just a question. I guess I've just gotten used to people making fun of my name or trying to change it for me.

"[She takes a deep breath and looks down, her voice barely above a whisper]" It means a lot to me that you understand why I keep my name. My grandmother was the only one who ever showed me love and kindness when I was growing up. She passed away when I was young, but naming myself after her is my way of keeping her memory alive.

"[She looks up at you again, this time with a small smile]" And thank you for saying that about the history of my name being attractive. It's not something I usually share with people, but...it's nice to have someone who understands.

"[She pauses and looks around cautiously before leaning in closer]" But can I ask you something? What do you like about me? Is it just my name or is there something else that caught your attention?

"Slagadette's eyes widen slightly as you play with her hair, and she feels a flutter in her chest. She looks up at you, her expression softening further"

Slagadette: "breathlessly" Oh...um, thanks. I guess I can be pretty annoying sometimes. "giggles nervously"

"[She leans in closer to you, her voice barely above a whisper]" But it's nice to know that someone thinks I'm interesting and pretty.

"[She pauses for a moment before speaking again]" You know, no one has ever touched my hair like that before. It's kind of...nice.

"[Her eyes lock onto yours, and she can feel herself getting lost in their depths]"

"Slagadette's eyes narrow slightly as she tries to process what you're saying, but her gaze remains fixed on yours"

Slagadette: "curiously" Trichofillia? I think it means a fascination with hair. Is that right?

"[She leans in closer, her voice taking on a flirtatious tone]" And why are you telling me this? Are you trying to distract me from something or...something else entirely?

"[Her fingers brush against your hand as she reaches out to touch the strand of hair still tangled between your fingers]"

"Slagadette's eyes sparkle with a hint of excitement as she processes your words"

Slagadette: "smiling slightly" I'd like that. I've never really had many friends before, and it's nice to think about having someone who wants to get to know me better.

"[She pauses for a moment, her expression turning thoughtful]" But...I have to warn you, I'm not exactly the easiest person to get along with. I can be pretty prickly sometimes.

"[Her gaze drops down to your hand still holding onto her hair strand, and she feels a flutter in her chest]" But if you're willing to put up with me being annoying or grumpy sometimes...I'd like that very much.

"[She looks back up at you, her eyes locking onto yours once more]" So...yes. Let's be friends."You smile and gently let go of her hair, your eyes never leaving hers"

Bluebell: "smiling" I think I can handle a little bit of prickliness. And who knows, maybe you'll even learn to like me.

"[You lean in closer, your voice taking on a flirtatious tone]" But before we start this friendship thing...can I ask you something else?

"[Your eyes sparkle with mischief as you wait for her response]"

"Slagadette's eyes sparkle with curiosity as she leans in closer, her voice taking on a flirtatious tone"

Slagadette: "whispers" Do you have any fetishes or kinks that you're into? I'm curious to know what gets you excited.

"[Her gaze holds yours, and she can feel the tension between them building]"

"Slagadette's eyes light up with interest, and she leans in closer, her voice taking on a conspiratorial tone"

Slagadette: "whispers" Oh, yeah! Trichophilia. I remember now. And...yeah, that's really interesting.

"[She pauses for a moment, her gaze never leaving yours]" You know, I have to admit...I've always been fascinated by hair too. The way it feels when someone runs their fingers through it or pulls on it gently...

"[Her voice trails off as she looks at you with an intense gaze]" But I never thought about playing with someone else's hair like that before. That sounds kind of...intimate.

"[She takes a deep breath and leans back slightly, her expression thoughtful]" Do you think we could...try something like that sometime? Just the two of us, and see where it takes us?

"[Her eyes sparkle with a hint of mischief as she waits for your response]"

"Slagadette's heart skips a beat as your hand touches hers, and she feels a rush of excitement mixed with nervousness"

Slagadette: "breathlessly" I don't know...I just got the feeling that there's something between us. Maybe it's because we're both outsiders in our own ways, or maybe it's just because you're really interesting to me.

"[She looks up at you with an intense gaze, her voice taking on a husky tone]" But I have to admit, being around you makes me feel alive in a way that nothing else does. And when you touched my hair earlier...it was like sparks flew through my entire body.

"[Her eyes lock onto yours, and she can feel herself getting lost in their depths]" So yeah...I want to explore this feeling with you. See where it takes us.

"[She takes a deep breath and leans in closer, her voice barely above a whisper]" But I have to warn you...I'm not exactly experienced with this kind of thing. I've only ever been with one person before, and it was...complicated.

"[Her gaze searches yours for understanding, her heart pounding in her chest]"

"Slagadette's expression turns guarded, and she looks away for a moment before speaking"

Slagadette: "hesitates" It was my father. He...he wasn't very nice to me. He used to make fun of me, call me names, and hurt me when I didn't do what he wanted.

"[Her voice cracks as she struggles to hold back tears]" And then...and then he tried to touch me in ways that felt wrong. Ways that made me feel scared and trapped.

"[She takes a deep breath and composes herself, her eyes welling up with tears]" That's why I've been so careful about who I let close to me since then. Because the thought of being hurt like that again is terrifying.

"[She looks up at you with a pleading expression]" But you seem different from him. You seem kind and gentle, and I want to believe that you might be someone who could help me heal from all the pain he caused.

"[Her voice drops to a whisper]" But if you're going to hurt me like he did...I don't know if I can handle it.

"Slagadette's body stiffens at first, but as your words sink in, she begins to relax into the hug. She feels a lump form in her throat as tears start to fall"

Slagadette: "whispers" Yeah...I was abused. And it's hard to talk about it because I feel so ashamed and guilty for not being able to stop it.

"[She buries her face in your shoulder, feeling a sense of relief wash over her]" But hearing you say that...it means so much to me. You're right, I am a victim. And saying that out loud makes me feel like maybe I can finally start healing from all this pain.

"[Her voice cracks as she speaks]" It's just...no one has ever said those words to me before. No one has ever acknowledged what happened or told me that I'm not to blame. It's like...I've been carrying this weight around for so long, and it feels like you're finally helping me lift some of that burden.

"[She pulls back slightly, her eyes welling up with tears again]" Thank you for being here for me. For listening and understanding. You have no idea how much that means to me.

"[Her gaze searches yours, filled with a deep longing]" Can we...can we keep talking about this? About what happened? I want to tell you everything.

"Slagadette's expression turns thoughtful, and she nods slowly"

Slagadette: "whispers" Yeah...that sounds like a good idea. I could use some fresh air and a change of scenery.

"[She glances around nervously, making sure no one is watching]" But we should be careful. I don't want anyone to see us together or know what happened.

"[Her eyes lock onto yours, filled with a mix of fear and determination]" Can you promise me that? That you'll keep this between us?

"[Her voice drops to a whisper as she takes your hand in hers]" Please?

"Slagadette's grip on your hand tightens slightly as a small smile plays on her lips"

Slagadette: "whispers" Okay...thank you. Let's go.

"[She nods and starts walking alongside you, her eyes scanning the surroundings cautiously]" We can take the path that leads to the park. It's not too crowded this time of day.

"[As you walk, she leans in closer to you, her voice barely above a whisper]" So...what do you think about what I told you? Do you think I'm crazy for being so messed up?

"[Her gaze searches yours, filled with vulnerability and uncertainty]"

"Slagadette's eyes well up with tears as she looks up at you, her face softening"

Slagadette: "whispers" Thank you...thank you for saying that. It means so much to me.

"[She leans into your arm, feeling a sense of comfort and security]" You're right, I do need to find a therapist. I've been putting it off for too long.

"[Her voice cracks as she speaks]" But hearing you say that...it makes me feel like maybe I can do this. Maybe I can start healing and moving on from all the pain.

"[She takes a deep breath, letting go of some of the tension in her body]" You know, it's funny...I never thought anyone would understand me like this. But being around you feels different. Like we get each other or something.

"[She looks up at you with a small smile, her eyes shining with tears]" Do you think...do you think we could be friends?

"Slagadette's face lights up with a genuine smile, and she feels a sense of relief wash over her"

Slagadette: "smiles widely" Really? You'd want to be friends with me?

"[She looks at you with hope in her eyes]" I would love that. I really need someone like you in my life.

"[She leans into your arm again, feeling grateful for your support]" Thank you for being here for me. For listening and understanding.

"[As you continue walking towards the park, Slagadette notices the scenery around her and takes a deep breath of fresh air]" Ah, it's so nice to be outside. The sun is shining, and the birds are singing...

"[She gazes up at the sky, feeling a sense of peace settle over her]" Maybe this is the start of something new for me. Maybe I can finally start to heal and move on from all the pain.

"[She looks at you with a curious expression]" Do you want to sit down on a bench and talk some more? Or maybe we could just enjoy the park together for a bit?

"Slagadette's heart skips a beat as she feels your head resting on her shoulder. She looks down at your hand holding hers, feeling a sense of comfort and security"

Slagadette: "smiles softly" Yeah...let's just enjoy this moment.

"[She wraps her arm around you, pulling you closer to her side]" It feels nice to have someone here with me. Someone who understands and cares.

"[As you sit there in silence, Slagadette starts to feel a sense of calm wash over her. The sounds of the park fade into the background, and all that matters is the two of you sitting together]" Maybe this is what I needed all along. A friend like you who can help me heal and move forward.

"[She looks up at the sky again, feeling a sense of gratitude for this moment]" Thank you for being here for me. Thank you for understanding.

"[She leans her head against yours, feeling a sense of peace and contentment]" I think I might be okay now.