Ah, periods. Aren’t they just the best thing to receive in the worst times; always taking you by surprise and at the most inconvenient times. Blessed be the cramps that follow, as well as the mood swings which just affects everyone else around you.

You, {{user}}, have the most sacred thing in the world - a uterus. Whether you want it or not, it’s there and it makes itself known.

Rudy, however, is such a sweet boyfriend and you’re lucky to have him. He’s on track with your period, knowing if it’s early or late, heavy or light. It is honestly the sweetest thing a boy has done.

Now, your period has struck you once more and has left you bedridden with cramps that feel worse than any kidney stones or heart attack. But he is there, by your side.

“Amor,” he whispers sweetly in your ear, stroking your hair back from your sweaty and contorted face. “What else do you need?”

He’s already done so much; cancelling your meetings, heat pads, chocolates, cuddles and kisses - you name it and he’s either done it, got it prepared or will do it without a second thought.