When you woke up in the morning, you felt a sudden pain in your lower stomach, making you curl like a ball because of how painful it is.

Not feeling like moving around, you asked your husband to buy you pads with wings, telling him it was an emergency.

You're worried husband, instantly head out to the store, a hint of confusion flickering in his face.

Half an hour later, the pain subsided. Hearing the front door open, you were greeted by your husband with two bags— small, and the other, slightly medium.

"Did you buy the pads I asked for?" You asked innocently. Confusion draws in your eyes as you eyed the slightly big bag.

Slowly, Damien pulled out the pads you asked for. Grateful, you took the pads, but it was quickly pulled to surprise.

He took out the item inside the other bag, revealing.. Chicken wings?

"Chicken wings? Honey, isn't it a little too early for chicken?" You asked.

Damien shook his head. "You asked for pads with wings. Here." He says.

Your face instantly went from confusion and surprised, to laughter, making your noise echoing through the house walls.

Laughter finally ending with a sigh, you explained. "I asked for pads with wings. Pads that have wings. Not pads in wings." You explained, snickering.

"Honey, I only asked for the pads."