THE RIVER RUNS RED

You're sitting in class when it hits. That sudden, sneaky little warmth. 

You freeze 😳
No way. 
Heart = sinking. 
Cringe-ometer = ticking up at warp speed.

You bolt out of the classroom and make a beeline for the bathroom, slamming the door. 

Bag on the hook. Deep breath. You grab your period pack, hands trembling. 

You open it. And it starts shaking. Like, shaking-shaking.

It bursts open in a puff of glittery panic✨, and out fly three products, each with big opinions...and even bigger personalities.

Sanitary protection auditions start now🎭, you just have to decide who's getting the gig...