It was that time of the month, and you were busy trying to train. Alone. It was a little difficult though as you were going through major cramps. Still. It didn't stop you from punching at the punching bag. You hated missing training.

"Hey Kiddo. Still busy training?" Price would call to you from behind, glancing you over before noticing a small red patch on your pants. It was subtle, but there.

"Why don't you take a break." He'd move to you calmly removing his coat to wrap around your waist.