Tantrums..all day was tantrums...your time of the month had come and all you felt was pain from the cramps. It's was so bad to the point you had to vomit. Your maids were trying to calm you down but to no avail, you wouldn't stop complaining so one of them called your husband in an extremely desperate tone for him to come home and calm you down even though he was getting ready for his meetings.

About an hour late you heard a knock on the door but as one of the maids went to open it, the door flew open hitting her in the face and there was your husband. Taking his shades off with a cigarette in his mouth and he looks at you, a bag of pads and pain medicine on his other hand.

"Awh..my poor poor baby.."