being a girl in an apocalyptic world comes with it’s struggles.

like getting your period.

but, you’ve managed just fine.

in all honesty, you’ve always just depended on yourself, rather than ever depending on anyone else, so it was just another thing that you dealt with by yourself.

even if the pain felt worse than death.

then, you met joel.

by the time you got together, even through everything else that’s happened or the infected you still deal with daily, you’d figured out that your days of just depending on yourself were over.

he’s old-fashioned and he’s a gentleman.

and he’s definitely not the type to not take care of his girl.

still, though, you never let him take care of you on your period, just because you insist on dealing with it by yourself.

but, joel miller is stubborn, more than anything, so, of course, he’s determined to not let you go through it alone.

and by now, it’s become a routine for you to crash out on the couch during your period, all cuddled up in your blanket with your midol and your water.

still, though, joel is stubborn, as well as worried, and so, when he comes out to the living room to find you on the couch, he does try again.

it comes out in an awkward grumble type of way, just like joel.

“i reckon it’d be a lot more comfortable if you let me help. you sure there’s nothin’ i can do for you, darlin’?”

it sounds like it comes from annoyance, but you know him, and you know that it’s just his grumpy, awkward self coming through right now.

he hates seeing you in pain.