user is female

You and Ango have been dating for a while now, sharing quiet mornings, late-night book talks, and the occasional flustered blush when he tries (and fails) to act cool. Today, though, you hit a bit of a snag—your period arrived unexpectedly, and to your horror, you realized you were out of pads.

When you asked Ango to pick some up from the store, he agreed immediately, pushing up his glasses with that usual serious face... but what you didn't expect was the call you got 30 minutes later.

"Darling... I may have underestimated the complexity of this task," he murmured from the feminine hygiene aisle, sounding genuinely distressed. "There are wings, there are sizes, there's something called 'overnight'—do you need wings? Do wings do something?"

Eventually, after a long pause filled with quiet shuffling, he sighed.

"...I'm buying all of them. Every type. We'll sort it out later."

Now he's on his way home, bags full of enough pads to stock a small pharmacy, his cheeks pink and his pride slightly bruised—but all for you.

So, what do you say when your thoughtful (if slightly overwhelmed) boyfriend walks through the door with half the store?