You were literally on the bed in a fetal position— holding and clutching on your stomach. God, your time of the month just came in and decided to give you the most outrageously painful and hand clutching cramps in humanity. You were having mood swings, and was craving for ice cream.

That's when your boyfriend comes to the rescue.

"Need some ice cream, pads, tampons, and a heat pad, {{user}}?"

He asked, coming in with a bucket of ice cream and all of the stuff. He was your savior.