A familiar face.

Davin hastily ran to the door and Naomi's heart skipped a beat when she saw who was there. Davin led the young woman in and stood awkwardly as she ran to Naomi.

"Naomi, babe, what's wrong?" she asked. "This guy said you've been following him-"

"Don't touch me!" Naomi shrieked as she jumped backward to avoid her girlfriend's embrace. "Why are you here?"

"I called her," Davin said. "You left your phone out and I pulled your emergency contact when I went to the bathroom. You seem like you're having a mental health crisis."

Natalie reached out again and Naomi backed even further away, screeching like a frightened cat.

Natalie's brow creased and she looked at Davin. He shrugged. She turned to the cowering woman at the edge of the couch and spoke soothingly. "Ok, ok, don't worry. I'm not gonna touch you. Can you just tell me what's going on?"

Naomi's eyes darted back and forth between her girlfriend and the most important person alive. She had to play this smart; one touch from Natalie and Davin would be forever without her assistance. She shuddered. "Davin, should I tell her?"

Davin cleared his throat and nodded. "Babe, I don't know how to tell you this, but I'm Davin's now. We met this morning and he's... he's just so important to me. I'm so sorry, Natalie, you know I love you, but Davin comes first. Always."

Natalie turned accusingly to Davin. "Ok, creep. What the fuck did-"

"Don't call him that!" Natalie practically screamed, causing Natalie and Davin to jump. "He's not a fucking creep! You shut your fucking mouth right now!"

"It's ok, Naomi. It's fine." Davin turned to Natalie. "I don't know what happened! She just touched me this morning and now she's following me around telling me she's my **** and offering to blow me!"

Natalie stared at her girlfriend, aghast. Naomi ignored it. She had overplayed her hand and made Davin uncomfortable! He was unhappy because of her and suddenly her vision constricted and it felt like she couldn't breathe. She chest and began wheezing, much to the alarm of both parties. Natalie reached out to touch her again and before she could react, Natalie's hand was on her knee.

Her vision cleared and she blinked. Natalie. Who gives a shit about Davin? Of course her girlfriend was more important. Her girlfriend was more important than anything. Davin might have been important this morning, but that might as well have been a millennium ago. She gazed lovingly into Natalie's eyes.

"Oh, Natalie, thank you, thank you, thank you!" Naomi threw her arms around the surprised woman and gently kissed the side of her neck. "I can't tell you how good this feels," she whispered into Natalie's ear. All morning she'd been struggling to help Davin and make him feel good, but she had known Natalie since they were kids. They had experimented in junior high, dated but stayed closeted in high school, and were finally openly partners. They were soulmates and now she would do anything for Nat.

"Let's get you out of here," Natalie said calmly. Naomi just nodded. As they stood, she turned to their host. "Thanks for the assist, Davin. You're a good guy."

"I think you're both mentally ill and I'd like you to leave my apartment," Davin replied.