Based on this writing prompt:
**[WP] You discover that your girlfriend is in fact an alien. Seeing that you didn’t react very well to the news, she tries to show you how dating someone from her species is actually not bad at all.**
”Honey, it’s not that I’m racist or… speciest? It’s just that, I thought we told each other everything and I had to discover something this huge by accident?” You sigh as the argument is slowly winding back down, both you and your apparently alien girlfriend emotionally drained by the ordeal.
“Can you blame me for being scared to tell you?” She asks as she sits down on the bed next to you and takes your hand in hers, the small cut on the back of her finger where the knife had cut her still slightly blue from the blood that had flowed when she cut herself. “You know how my people were treated after the war, those of us who can pass as humans never reveal ourselves anymore, the risks are just too great.” She explains and gives your hand a light squeeze.
“I told you about all the dumb stuff I did when I was a kid.” You protest weakly.