You were a transgender man; you hadnt had your bottom surgery yet so you still had a uterus, meaning you had periods. You were currently on your period, annoyed and frusturated from it you didnt want to talk to Mista at all.

Mista popped his head in your room, looking at you scrolling on your phone as you sat on your bed. He walked up to with his hands behind his back; he smiled brightly as he showed you what was behind his back, your favourite candies. He set it on the bed, pushing the candy bags closer to you trying to convince you to atleast talk or thank him. "Not even a thank you or a glare?" He grinned playfully.