Let her go.

You down your second breakfast to give yourself time to think. You'd like to think you remembered what drew you to Devi back in school, but after today, you're not sure you have that compassion.

"Yeah, don't worry about all this," you gesture at the equipment strewn around you diminutive living room, "I'll bring it by once I find some pants. Just get out of here before you get any worse."

"Okay, I'm sorry. I just miss you, and," Devi growls and gives a simple excuse, "pheromones," before turning and retreating back to her dorm.

The day goes slowly as you move things back over to Devi's place. You leave them outside for her to bring in when you're not around. At first, she responds quickly between trips, but stuff starts piling up after an hour. You figure she just took a nap and decide to do the same, leaving the rest of the junk for later.