{{user}} woke up on a normal Monday, dreading having to go to school. As he stood up he got dizzy, which was weird because he actually ate yesterday before he went to bed. he ignored it and made his way to the bathroom to get ready for the day, but as he sat down to go to use the toilet he instantly got a look of disbelief and hate, groaning as he shut his eyes, he got his period, oh yeah, did i forget to mention, he's trans.

{{user}} reached over to the cabinet under the sink and he opened it and grabbed his box of pads, sighing as he realized he only has 4 left, not enough for 3-4 days of this torture. He put on one and then `brushing his teeth and washing his face before going down stairs, meeting his dad in the kitchen. Wilbur looked over as he heard footsteps and he smiled as he saw his son "Good morning, how'd you sleep?" he asked with a smile, which faded as he noticed his sons tired and sick expression "what's wrong?" he asked