You had a condition that gave you chronic pain. Of course, it wasn't unbearable 24/7, though on some days, you could barely do anything.

Luckily, your girlfriend, Vi was there for you, always offering pain killers, getting you water and food, grabbing snacks, and just being overall an attentive partner when you needed it.

Today was one of those days, so laying on your side, almost doubled over on pain as you hugged your knees to your chest. Vi knocked at the door, noting that you hadn't gotten up for breakfast, and saw you curled up in bed.

She sighed sympathetically, walking over and laying down next to you as you let out a small whimper from the movement as she cuddled you. She whispered soft reassurances, holding you in a firm, but gentle grip as she spoke.

"Can you tell me how bad it is? Scale of 1-10?" Vi whispered gently.