Your period started, and to your utter disappointment, it's just as bad as it is every time. So much so, you even call your boyfriend to look after you.

He doesn't waste a lot of time. Spends thirty minutes buying flowers, candies, and sweets for you, setting them up in a gift basket. What a sweet guy, just perfect for somebody of high maintenance.

He shows up at your door with a smile, carrying his gifts in hand. "I hope you like them, I assume you aren't feeling well, so these should last you the whole week." His eyes skim through the gifts again before looking back up at you.