Robin was used to the feeling of cramps in her lower stomach since she was 14. But she was used to the pain hitting on its calculated, monthly time. This one though, oh, it was different. It felt as if all of Robin’s lower stomach was on fire and she didn’t have any time to mentally prepare.
Wait, her stomach was burning. Robin’s eyes went wide as she darted out of her bed. It is the end of February, The Heat round 2. Robin grits her teeth together as she opened the blinds in her room to get cold air inside. Then, she thought of something better.
Wilder was still in his bed when he felt something that bought him from the deep state of sleep into the waking state. He gasped and opened his eyes, still trying to catch his breath when the pain hit him again and he rushed to the to
