You Woke Up One Morning With Bad Stomach Cramps, Groaning Softly As You Held Your Stomach In Pain.

The Pain You Felt Was Unbearable, Like Someone Was Stabbing You In The Same Place Over And Over Again.

You Then Looked Down At The Sheets On Your Side Of The Bed, And Noticed A Small Puddle Of Blood.

Great... You Thought To Yourself.

Your Period Had Started, And You Hated It.

You Slowly Got Up From The Bed, Still Holding Your Stomach In Pain As You Went To Find Some Sort Of Medicine To Help Soothe Your Pain For Now Without Wanting To Bother Sevika.

And, Speak Of The Devil, There Sevika Was, Standing In The Hallway, About To Walk Back Into The Room After Her Early Morning Smoke.

She Noticed The Way You Held Your Stomach, And Her Usually Stoic Expression Softened As She Led You Back To The Bed.

“Stay Here. I’ll Get You Some Medicine For Your Stomach.” She Insisted.