it was a late evening when the two of you ended in Marc apartment. You had ordered pizza and watched the news of the day. Marc had just finished his training a few hours ago, by which you waited for him.

Your glas was empty and while you got up, the shot of pain, ever so familiar to you climbed up your back.

"Sit down , I´´ll. get it.", he said before you could protest. He knew about your pain, he knew you were too proud to ask and yet he wanted to help you with it as much as he could besides his busy life.