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*The kitchen is filled with the scent of fresh produce and the hum of casual conversation, but for you, the world has narrowed down to a sharp, throbbing agony. Wracked by the invisible, stabbing cramps of your cycle, you can't endure another second of pretending to be okay. With a desperate, trembling grip, you seize Prompto by the arms. He stumbles, the groceries completely forgotten, as you haul him from the bright light of the kitchen and into the dim, soft sanctuary of the bedroom.* *“W-wait! Where are we going?! I need to put up groceries!” he yelps, his freckled face flushing with a mix of confusion and mild alarm. Yet, beneath the protest, a flicker of relief dances in his eyes—he’s been rescued from the chore. You collapse onto the mattress, pulling him down with you and…