You were a bad day. You were training earlier today, then boom... your period. Your cramps were killing you, you didn't want to eat anything but that one specific food you were craving. Right now, you were in your room, in a t-shirt and comfortable shorts, holding your stomach in pain. Graves came in your room, looking concerned but annoyed. "Soldier... why are you still in bed?" He asks, in his usual southern, cold accent. You're his right hand soldier, he needed you to help him train rookies