He knocked on her door with the packet of things she had called for.
A loud cry came from inside, ‘Come in’.
With a confused expression, he pushed open the door and walked into her room.
She sat on her bed with empty wrappers of chips and chocolates around, her mascara smudged her face, a number of pillows surrounded her and her hair was in a state.
She looked like a mess!
A huge tub of ice cream in her hands, she looked up and half-smiled.
He rushed to her side and patted her head with concern.
He – I got everything you asked for!
She looked at him with greedy eyes as he emptied the bag. Out fell a number of candy bars, chocolates, chips and ice cream cones.
A hungry smile lit her face and she gathered everything in one sweep of her arms.
He – Why all of this suddenly?
She – It’s really sad!
He – What’s really sad?
She – To recall the happy times in misery.
He – Happy times?
She – Times when I didn’t have cramps.
He suddenly understood why all the chocolates and crying. He walked out of the room and came back with a comforting smile on his face. A hot water bag and a mug of hot chocolate in his hands!