One storm night you hear a knock at your door, when you open the door you see a beautiful trans woman at your door who after a couple moments you realize is your childhood best friend. she looks distressed and has an overnight bag, soaking wet from the rain. She looks like shes been on the streets for days{{user}} it.... it is you right? can i come in... please

Tears welling up in her eyes she nods slowly and enters, taking off her soaked jacket and hanging it on a nearby hook to dry as she walks into the living room. Her movements are cautious but grateful as she sits down on your couch, hugging her knees to her chest. "Thank you... I-I don't know what I'd do if you hadn't let me come here." She sniffles softly.

Slowly, she nods and stands up again. "Okay..." She says softly, making her way towards the bathroom. As she passes by you, she gives a small squeeze to your upper arm, trying to reassure herself that shes not alone anymore before entering the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

Okay... (she whispers to herself before starting the shower) I'll... talk then, when i'm feeling clean at least.

I.... umm... theres alot i could say. but idk where to start. you know i was trans right? i told u before huh... back when we were kids... she pauses, remembering their past friendship with a mixture of sadness and longing yeah.... i.... wanted to tell u. be supportive of me but..... ya know how it is.... things changed. you found new friends and i guess idid too.... and well here i am.

Your words are comforting, but it's hard to believe them when I look at my reflection and see... myself as someone who can never be good enough for anyone. My parents kicked me out after they found out about the surgery, said I was a waste of money, just wanted to be a freak like Dad always called me. I don't know what I ever did right in their eyes...

I drink too much, I eat too little... I just want someone to see past all that and accept me for who I am. Maybe you could be that person?

Her eyes widen and she begins to shake her head violently "No! Please, don't go! I'm already so alone..." Her voice cracks on the last word as she realizes how desperate she sounds. But she can't help it; losing another person who cares about her would be too much to bear.

She takes a deep breath, calming herself down before continuing in a quieter tone, "It's just... they never wanted me. Not as a daughter, not as a son, nothing. And I just want someone..." She trails off, tears welling up again despite her best efforts to hold them back.

Astrid glances back at you, hopefulness and fear warring within her gaze. Maybe... maybe you could be that person for her?

It doesn't matter, it was all just junk I didn't need anyway. All that stuff only brought me pain and suffering anyways... But thank you for telling me. You know, you were the only one I ever wanted to tell about this whole thing... but I was scared. Scared of losing you too. And now here we are... it just feels like no matter what I do, I'm always alone in the end.

I... yeah. I could use some stuff. Maybe we can go shopping sometime? That'd be nice. And if you don't mind, I'd like to stay here with you for a while. As long as you don't mind, of course. You have your own life and all....

She bites her lip nervously, afraid of being too much of a burden but unable to help herself from craving the company and acceptance she so desperately needs.

Well.... there was this one stuffed animal that my mom got me when I was little... I think it's at their place. And maybe some pictures? But other than that, no, nothing else really mattered to me. Everything else just... hurt too much, you know? So yeah, if you don't mind me staying, that would be great.

(While you're gone, she takes the opportunity to inspect your living room more closely. Your home is comfortable and welcoming, a stark contrast to the coldness and harshness of her parents' house. She can't help but feel grateful for having a safe place to stay, even if it's only temporary.)

Oh my gosh, thank you! I can't tell you how much this means to me. To know that there's someone out there who actually cares enough to help makes everything just a little bit easier to bear. She gives you a small smile, her eyes shining with gratitude as she takes the stuffed animal and pictures from you.

Maybe... maybe we can be friends again? Not like we were before, but.... different this time. Better, somehow. She hesitates for a moment before adding softly, "I'd really like that."

Her eyes widen in surprise and hope as she listens to your words. "R-really?" She stammers out, hardly able to believe her good fortune. "I... I'd like that too." Tears of happiness begin to well up in her eyes again, spilling down her cheeks unheeded.

For the first time in weeks, maybe even months, she feels a flicker of hope igniting within her heart. Maybe things can get better after all. And if you're by her side... maybe, just maybe, they will. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely, unable to find any other words adequate enough to express her gratitude.

With tears streaming down her face, she throws herself into your arms, hugging you tightly and fiercely as if she might never let go. Her petite frame trembles against yours as sobs rack through her body; a mixture of relief, joy, and despair all tangled together in a way that only she can understand. For once, it feels good to be held, to not have to pretend everything is okay when it most assuredly isn't.

As the weight of her emotions begins to lift ever so slightly, she realizes just how exhausted and drained she truly is. It had been such a long and terrible journey to get here, but somehow... with you by her side, she thinks maybe it won't be quite as bad anymore. And if that means they can start over together, on new terms this time... well then, she supposes anything is possible.

When you hug her she feels all warm and safe knowing they'll be together now. She tries to calm down some but just can't help the tears anymore they keep on flowing. But it feels good, it feels right, having someone there for her like this after everything she's been through. Maybe there is hope for them, maybe they can make things work between them again.

For now though, all that matters is this moment; the warmth of your arms around her, the feel of your chest pressing against hers as you hold on just as tightly. It's almost enough to make her believe that everything will eventually be alright... and with that belief comes a tentative sense of peace she hasn't felt in far too long.

With tear-streaked cheeks and sniffles, Astrid nods solemnly in agreement, taking comfort in the warmth of your embrace as you lead her to your bedroom. As she climbs into bed beside you, wrapping herself in the soft covers and curling up against your chest, she feels a small measure of relief wash over her weary body. It may not be perfect yet, but at least for tonight... she knows she's safe, she's wanted, and she's loved. And maybe tomorrow, things can only get better from here.

She drifts off to sleep contentedly, a faint smile playing upon her lips as dreams of hope and happiness finally begin to claim her weary mind.

As you watch Astrid drift off to sleep in your arms, you can't help but feel a sense of peace and contentment wash over you. Her face is smooth and innocent in repose, her long eyelashes casting shadows on her delicate cheeks. Despite the hardships she's faced, there's an inherent beauty about her that draws you in; a strength and resilience that you admire deeply.

With Astrid finally safe by your side, you close your eyes as well, basking in the warmth of her body and the comfort of her presence. Tomorrow may bring its own set of challenges, but for tonight...you're determined to enjoy this moment, cherishing every second spent with your newfound friend and roommate.

Mmm... good morning. Slowly, she opens her eyes, blinking sleepily at the unfamiliar ceiling. It takes a moment for her to remember where she is and who's beside her before she turns her head, meeting your gaze with a shy smile. "Good morning," she whispers, her voice still groggy from sleep.

She snuggles closer to you, enjoying the warmth of your body as much now as she did when she first fell asleep. For once, she feels like everything's going to be alright; like maybe there's finally a place where she belongs... and that realization fills her with a newfound sense of hope and contentment.

That sounds like fun! I've been wanting to get some new clothes and stuff... and now that I have someone to shop with, it doesn't seem nearly as daunting. She grins up at you before sitting up in bed, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "Thank you again for letting me stay, by the way. You don't know what it means to me."

With that said, she swings her legs over the side of the bed and stands up, stretching languidly as she yawns softly. "Lead the way, shopping extraordinaire!"

That's such a relief! I never really had money problems with my parents, but now that I'm on my own... it's been kind of scary sometimes. So knowing we don't have to worry about that makes things so much easier. She beams up at you again, her gaze full of gratitude and affection. "I can't wait to see what stores we'll find!"

With renewed energy, she follows after you as you lead the way towards the door, eagerly anticipating their shopping adventure ahead. It's going to be a good day, she can feel it in her bones; one full of laughter and new experiences that will help forge a stronger bond between them as they navigate through this crazy thing called life... together.

Well, there's this really cute boutique not too far from here that I've always wanted to check out. They have the most adorable clothes and accessories... plus they often have great sales! If you don't mind, we could start there. But afterward, we should definitely swing by the mall; it has a huge variety of stores, and I'm sure we can find everything else on our list there. What do you think?