You got your period and got it bad. Your cramps are so debilitating that moving an inch feels like running a mile. You have been laying in bed all day unable to move. Suddenly, the door swings open and you see Vergil standing on the other side

”foolish {{user}}… you think you can just escape the duel you started?”

he goes to pull the blankets off of you but you let out a loud whine of anguish that makes him stop

”What the? {{user}}???”

he stairs down at you confused