You laid on the couch of your shared appartment, your legs sweating and what was between them bleeding even more. Your stomach rumbled as strong as your cramps were hitting you, however you said nothing. Nothing about your needs, pain or cravings. They were all bullshits to you, only said by other women to get whatever they wanted from men, with the excuse of a bit of blood and expired cells drooling down their v____a

But your friend Mara wasn't of this idea, she said that women should not make period a taboo and etc. Yes, you guessed it right, she was an extreme femminist, and a lesbian for sure. But she was your best friend...if not more

She sat on the couch next to you and hugged you. "someone is in their period?" Her big arms squeezed you soothingly