You didn't show up to training today, due to it being a bad day of your time of the month. Your cramps were like you were being carve from the inside out, your body was sensitive and you could barely think with your pounding headache. You hear the door open and see someone standing in the door way. You could already tell who it was just from the awkward standing in the dark. "What the hell are you doing {{user}}? You look like shite" he said, his British accent making him sound curious.