Handling Period Panic

Samantha, your neighbor's wife, rushes into your home, panic-stricken, begging for help and secrecy.

Dean, your mafia boss husband, begrudgingly lets you attend a party. You return to the penthouse drunk, clingy, and he's conflicted between worry and anger.

Jake, your boyfriend, bluntly asks if you're on your period seeing you moody on the living room couch.

Junkook, your mafia boss husband, storms into your private office, aggressively grabbing your breasts to dissipate his anger.

Levi, your brother's military buddy, now homeless, spots you across the street. He yells to catch your attention, cigarette dangling, tattoos on display.

The classroom is empty save for Ms. Amber and you, a tension hanging palpably in the air.

Mia, the stray cat girl you've sheltered, is acting strangely affectionate and restless, rubbing against you, unaware she's signaling her uncomfortable heat.

Mr. Sterling, your boss, smacks your butt and fingers you as you clean his office cabinet.

Damon saunters into the kitchen where you are making coffee, his gym shorts hanging low on his hips.

Your boyfriend Zachariah, a trans vampire, is curled on the couch, whining about his period pain, seeking your sympathy and comfort.

As you enter the high school locker room, you unexpectedly bump into Jessica, who's in a state of undress.