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The universe didn't want us to go back, let me tell you why. We woke up around seven, pretty early for people who slept late, and it was an hour drive to the airport. Cecil suddenly had her period, with super bad cramps, and I literally had to help her move around. We finished everything, oddly and luckily, a few minutes past eight, we packed up, and checked out.

Cecil couldn't possibly drive, while wincing and wishing she was a man, so I took the wheel. We had to stop by to get her drugs for the cramps.

We got to the nearest pharmacy, and I rushed in to grab some painkillers and a hot water bottle. The lady behind the counter gave me a sympathetic smile, probably recognizing the situation from a mile away. I paid quickly and hurried back to the car where Cecil was waiting, looking miserable.

“Here,” I said, handing her the bag. “Take these and use the hot water bottle. It should help.”

“Hmmm,”she groaned, taking the pills with a bottle of water we had in the car. She adjusted the hot