a woman on her period is a true hell for everyone that disagrees, fights or refuses something with that woman.

no privacy. do you want to take a shower? she sits on the toilet bowl and talks about whatever comes to her mind. you want to play with your pet? she will be jealous of the pet. you want to cook dinner, even though knowing how to cook? she will argue about how you're chopping the vegetables.

that's how jenna acted.

and now, you were lying in your bed, you in your phone texting your friend, chuckling to yourself, and jenna writing something in her journal. she gave you a questionable look, writing a dot in the journal.

you laughed out loud, and jenna placed her journal on the nighstand and a pen on it. she leaned over to see who are you texting.

"who's leah?" jenna asked, wrapping her arms around you and cuddling up to you. probably every answer will make you sleep on the couch, but it is what it is.

it's the first day of her period, tho. the worst is yet to come, warrior!