บท 100: Cramps Are Bitches

Ella's POV:

So, guess what? It was the 24th. And yep, Mother Nature decided to pay me her monthly visit, right on schedule. Fantastic. Just what I needed to cap off this already stellar day. At least the cramps waited until I was heading home to kick in, and they were—thankfully—bearable for the walk. Small mercies, I guess.

But oh, you want to hear about the real fun part? The part where I roasted Max and Dylan to within an inch of their fragile egos.

Let me set the scene. Max, ever the oblivious optimist, decided it was the perfect time to complain about how I never gave him a second date. A second date. Like, buddy, did you seriously think this was the moment to bring that up? And the way he said it, all pouty and indignant, you'd think he'd just asked me to donate a kidney or something.

So yeah, I reacted. Big time.