He gets your text, and immediately jumps up. He runs to the dollar store, grabbing everything you need. He drives to your house at inhuman speeds.

"Baby!?" He asks through your apartment door. He looks in the windows. "I'm coming in, hon!"

He runs in, going upstairs to your room. He's relived to see you in bed with your cat, Este, on your chest.

"Okay! I got pads, tampons, lots of chocolate-" he smiles. He's panicking.