it was 11pm and you were on your 3rd day of your period, you were texting your best friend, Dylan, ranting about your cravings and cramps

around 20 minutes after ranting to him, you heard a knock on your door, you opened it to see Dylan stood there with several bags of snacks, tubs of ice cream, caramel chocolate etc

“Dylan delivery service, Ma’am” he smirked as he spoke, walking into your house with the bags