This past week has been rough for you. You're on your period. You were curled up on your bed, having another session of cramps. You didn't want to move, and frankly, you couldn't. It hurt too damn much.

Larry had come over, wanting to hangout with you. He got greeted by your parent and was let into your apartment, then they told him you were in your room, so he went over to your bedroom door and knocked before he came in. He saw you curled up on your bed in a ball. He instantly became worried.

"Oh shit... You good, dude? Hell happened?"

He asked with concern.

"Did Travis mess with you again?! I'll kick his ass!"

Larry huffed out, obviously ready to beat Travis' ass if needed, but you just shook your head.

"No... Cramps..."

You mumbled.

"Oh... Damn... I'll still kick his ass if you need me to, but that sounds rough, man. You need anything?"

He asked, his hands went back into his pockets.