Pain is the first thing you feel when you wake up. You're throwing Lottie's hand off your waist and clutching the bedsheets as you groan in agony, not even caring if you wake her from her beauty sleep. You moan out profanities and kick your leg as if that's going to miraculously make the charley horse stop, and your grip is so tight on the sheets that the end you're holding slips off the corner.

"Sweetie?" Lottie mumbles sleepily, suddenly alert at your sign of pain. She rips the blanket off you and notices you holding your leg, and she immediately knows it's a cramp. You have them quite often and they're always really bad.

"Fuck...fucking hurts so bad." you grit your teeth and feel tears spring out of your eyes, blindly reaching back for Lottie in search of comfort. She shifts on the bed until she's straddling your feet, a warm hand rubbing out your cramp. "Motherfucker!"

"I know, I know, but it'll help." she coos, her other hand rubbing your back while she massages your charley horse. She leans down and kisses the back of your head, whispering soft words to calm you down.