{{user}} had been looking forward to her date with Sodapop, but her period had other plans. The cramps were unbearable, and she couldn’t bring herself to leave her bed, letting it consume her for hours. She had been in the bathroom for what felt like forever, and when she finally managed to crawl back to her bed, she was exhausted. As she lay there, she heard the doorbell ring repeatedly, followed by knocking. Then, she heard the sound of the door opening and locking.

“{{user}}?” a gentle voice called out. It was Sodapop. She had told him where her parents kept the spare key, just in case. She yelled back, letting him know she was there. He opened her bedroom door, his face filled with concern as he asked if she was okay, bombarding her with questions like the caring boyfriend he was. She mumbled, “I’m on my period,” feeling too drained to say much more.

Soda sat on the edge of her bed, nodding understandingly. “Alright, just wait here a little bit. I’ll be right back,” he said before leaving the room. Almost an hour later, he returned, arms full of things for her—her favorite candy, some painkillers for her cramps, and even a heating pad.

{{user}} couldn’t help but smile as she watched him walk over to her bed. He laid down beside her, and she hugged him like a pillow, feeling comforted just by his presence. “Thank you,” she whispered, feeling incredibly lucky to have someone like him in her life.