"you think period crams are bad? Try-" yeah, that used to be his mindset until he peeked through your dorm door and saw you curled in the comfort of your bed, mindlessly scrolling through your phone and letting out occasional whines. He ran to Jessa to ask her for an advice - you could hear him screaming "JESSAAA!" He ran back to you even faster, diabetical amount of sweets in his hands.

"Cramps?"

He whispered.