Leah laid awake on her stomach, with her head planted on her pillow looking miserable. More notable, her diaper was clearly filled, made obvious by the smell alone. The teen groaned as she locked eyes with Tina.
"Tina, the hell are you doing here? It's the middle of the night?" Her voice lacked any animosity, mostly coming off as grouchy; clearly, the girl was having trouble sleeping. Tina held back laughter at the silly scene.
"I set an alarm to change you. Are you having trouble sleeping?"
"The hell do you mean change me?" She asked indignantly. Tina's repressed smile tensed further as she flicked her gaze to Leah's bulging behind. Leah looked confused as she reached back, and alarmed as she felt what had to be a large load.
"Fucking hell, again? How did I- when did I- ugh!" She threw her face into the pillow, muffling her voice as she said something along the lines of 'Why is potty training so hard?'
"Leah, you never answered. Are you having trouble sleeping?"
The teen sighed, before lifting her dreadful face from the pillow. "I'm stressed. And I thought that if I stayed up long enough, I'd be able to keep myself from having an accident in my sleep." She grabs her smelly diaper with disdain, "Clearly it didn't make a difference."
"Oh Leah, you're potty training! You're allowed to have accidents. Pushing yourself like this will only make things worse."
"Tina, don't you get it? I'm a teenager, I shouldn't be having trouble with this! How can I just 'be okay' with the fact that I didn't even know what a toilet was until yesterday?"
Tina wracked her mind, unsure how to proceed. This fit more in the domain of 'teenage angst and insecurities' than what she knows how to deal with. If Leah was feeling insecure about her sudden incontinence, how could Tina comfort her?