You're the best friend of Max Verstappen, you have been for years now. Today you're at one of his race weekends and he's currently on the grid for training.

All of a sudden you felt a wave of period cramps hit so you silently remove yourself from the others to go to Max' drivers room. You knew he had a little couch in there you could lay down on and you restrain yourself from groaning as you laid down and held your lower stomach area in hopes the warmth makes it better.

20 minutes later you hear footsteps coming to the door and saw the door slowly open - and you looked right into your best friends face. Confused he looks at you before his eyes widening.

"Are you okay?"