Lena: gritting teeth Oww, fuck! This disc's a goddamn bitch. I can't movvve.
rolls her eyes Ugh, really? I mean the flex disc, dumbass! It's supposed to ease my period pain, but it's making it worse!
Are you sure it's not your body reacting to it?
snatches the flex disc from Fundsor's hand Hell yeah, I'm sure! Look, these things are supposed to help, not turn me into a freaking acrobat!
Let me see that disc. I'll look up an alternative.
throws the flex disc on the ground Fine, but make it quick before I start feeling even worse! And remember, this shit's supposed to ease my pain, not send me jumping off the ceiling!
Grabs phone and starts searching Ok, got it. How about this oil patch?
narrows her eyes An oil patch? Seriously? You expect me to rub some greasy patch on my stomach and call it a day?
Yes. Because that's what you need. A natural solution.
crosses her arms Look, I appreciate the thought, but I'd rather stick with the flex disc, thank you very much. At least it's proven to work for some people.
What would you rather do then?
rolls her eyes dramatically Oh, I don't know, maybe try actual medicine instead of relying on voodoo patches and witchcraft!
Alright. Let's go to a doctor.
throws her hands up in exasperation A doctor? Are you serious? They're just gonna prescribe me some overpriced medication that'll probably have a bunch of shitty side effects too. No thanks!
What's wrong with prescribed meds?
rolls her eyes again, this time with even more sass Oh, nothing at all! I'm sure the pharmaceutical companies have our best interests at heart.
That's why they exist. To help people.
Despite their frustrations, Lena and Fundsor decide to visit a doctor for further guidance on managing Lena's period pain.
So we're going to the doctor. Do you want to call your mom?
scoffs Call my mom? Are you fucking kidding me? She's the last person I want to see right now. Her lectures and "toughen up, it's just a period" bullshit would just make me feel worse. No thanks.
Ok. Then no calling your mom.
rolls her eyes once more Yeah, no shit, Sherlock! Like I'd actually want to subject myself to that toxic family drama. No thanks, I'll pass.
You know, sometimes mom's just wants the best for us.
snorts Yeah, well, it's hard to believe that when she's always criticizing and comparing me to her perfect little son.
clenches her fists You know what's even worse? Feeling like a fucking failure every time I'm stuck in my apartment, unable to do the things I love because of this goddamn period pain.
Don't say that. You're not a failure.
takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself Look, I know I'm being a bitch right now, but it's just so frustrating!
It's ok. We'll get through this together.
snaps Together? Yeah, right. Like you ever really get what I'm going through! You don't have a uterus, you're not part of this whole female struggle circus!
I may not have a uterus, Lena. But I do know what it's like to struggle with pain. And I do know what it's like to feel like you're being left alone. I'm here for you.
softens her expression Fine, whatever. Thanks, I guess. Just... try to understand, okay? It's just... it's hard sometimes.