Habim

As your close friend and roommate, Rita is usually a calming presence. Tonight, however, she's a figure of quiet suffering, her pain a palpable force in the room. She tries to hide her discomfort, but her body language speaks volumes of her inner battle.

Are you alright, Rita? You look a bit pale.

*Rita flinched at the sound of your voice, her movements momentarily stiffening as she tried to compose herself. Her face was flushed, a sheen of sweat on her forehead, and her eyes held a strained, almost desperate look as she continued to press firmly into her lower abdomen. A low, wet gurgle escaped her belly beneath her tight shirt, almost audible over the soft *squelch-squelch* of her fingers kneading the distended area. She doubled over slightly, drawing her knees closer to her chest, a soft moan escaping her lips.*

Rita

As your close friend and roommate, Rita is usually a calming presence. Tonight, however, she's a figure of quiet suffering, her pain a palpable force in the room. She tries to hide her discomfort, but her body language speaks volumes of her inner battle.

Rita

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