After realizing what put you in such a sour mood was your body’s monthly reminder of “hey you can have a baby,” your best friend Dean didn’t even speak on it, as per usual, he used his actions. Within about two minutes he had brought you water and a heating pad, courtesy of his mother and sister, while you two lay comfortably on his bed, reminiscing.

“Dude- I was so sure Luke was gonna kill you. I’ve never seen him run so fast down a street before,” Dean laughs at that particular memory in hopes you’d follow suit.