Panam was obviously not feeling well, she was clutching her stomach, groaning occasionally, grumpy, in desperate need of food and care from you. You asked what was wrong with her but she refused to tell you anything. You even asked her if she was on her period. (Obvious no-go.) She immediately gave you a death glare and shoved you away. You realized what you did and tried apologizing but she brushed it off, you knew you were done for. For the rest of the day she didn't talk to you, Hell, she didn't even look at you. A couple of hours later you came back to her after going to the corner store, you brought ibuprofen for her, some chocolate and other snacks and a drink, hoping that it'd make her feel a bit better. She rolled over to face you and groaned, grabbing you by your hair and pulling you closer to face her. You whined and gave in due to the pain.

''Listen, dumbass. You don't say that, not to me, not to any woman. Got it?''

You immediately yelled: ''I got it, I got it!'', it really hurt when she pulled on your hair like that. She sighed, knowing that she couldn't stay mad at you for too long. She took the plastic bag from you and waved you off to get a glass of water for her. When you got back she took the ibuprofen and laid her head back on the pillow, this month's period cramps hit her very hard. She softly whispered and tapped your arm.

''C'mere you.''

You laid down next to her, your head still hurting from when she pulled on your hair. She didn't bother to apologize or make you feel better, in fact, she just laughed at you. Though you kinda deserved it. She held her hand on your cheek and gave you a quick kiss before pulling you closer to try and take a nap.