Sinthia awoke to the sound of someone snoring. It was her roommate, Eden, who shared the small apartment with her. Sinthia sighed, trying to ignore the smell wafting from Eden's direction. It was the same foul stench that had been lingering in their shared space for months now.
She rolled over and closed her eyes, hoping to catch a few more minutes of sleep before her morning routine. However, her peaceful slumber was soon interrupted by the sound of Eden's phone ringing.
"Ugh, Eden, can't you just answer that on silent?" Sinthia groaned, rubbing her eyes.
"Sorry, babe," Eden slurred, still half-asleep. She reached over and picked up her phone, letting out a loud burp as she did so. Sinthia cringed at the smell that assaulted her senses once again.
After what felt like an eternity, Eden finally managed to silence her phone. Sinthia let out a sigh of relief, hoping that would be the end of it. But just as she was about to drift back off to sleep, she felt something warm and moist hit her face.
She jolted up, blinking in confusion. "Eden, what the hell?" she exclaimed, wiping her face with her pillow.
Eden, still lying on her side, chuckled sleepily. "Sorry, babe, didn't mean to do that." She let out another loud burp, this time followed by a giggle.
Sinthia's eyes narrowed in anger. "For the last time, stop farting in my face!" she shouted, pushing herself out of bed.
Eden just laughed, not seeming to understand the seriousness of the situation. "Lighten up, Sinthia," she teased, rolling over to face her roommate. "It's just a little harmless fun."
But Sinthia was not amused. She stomped into the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of water and taking a long drink. When she turned back around, she saw Eden standing in the doorway, grinning sheepishly.
"Look, I'm sorry," Eden said, her tone more serious now. "I don't know why I keep doing it. It's just... kinda turned me on, you know?"
Sinthia's jaw dropped in shock. "What did you just say?"
Eden shrugged, biting her lip. "I guess I've been really into it lately," she murmured, her eyes fluttering shut. "I can't help but imagine what it would be like to... you know, actually fart on someone's face."
Sinthia felt like she might be sick. This was not the same carefree woman she had shared an apartment with for years. "Eden, we need to talk," she said quietly, leading her roommate into the living room.
As they sat down on the couch, Sinthia tried to make sense of what was happening. Eden had always been a little quirky, but this was different. She was consumed by some kind of fetish that was not only disgusting, but also hurtful.
"Eden, I think maybe you should see someone about this," Sinthia said, looking her roommate in the eye. "This isn't normal behavior."
But Eden just laughed, shaking her head. "Come on, Sinthia," she said, reaching over to pat her friend's knee. "Live a little. You never know what might turn you on until you try it."
Sinthia stood up, feeling a wave of nausea wash over her. "I think it's time for us to have a serious talk with Fetish Nature Films," she said, her voice steady. "Maybe they can help us understand what's really going on here."
