Safety and Love

“What do you want for dinner?” Leon asked Sia as he stood in the kitchen.

“Nothing,” Sia replied.

“You’re not going to have dinner?” he asked again, raising an eyebrow.

She grinned at him. He was now fully dressed, no longer shirtless like earlier and she couldn’t help but feel a bit disappointed. Still, with the temperature as low as it was, it made sense as nobody wanted to catch pneumonia just to look good.

“Dinner, Sia?” he repeated.

“I will just have some bread,” she said casually.

Leon chuckled, amused. “You can’t just eat bread. You need real food.”

Sia shrugged, “Leon, I’m PMSing. I can eat whatever I want.”

He looked a bit puzzled. “Didn’t you just finish your period? How can you have pre-menstrual syndrome now?”

Sia rolled her eyes, explaining, “Some women get Post-Menstrual Syndrome too. So, it is that kind of PMS.”

Leon raised an eyebrow and made a mental note. “Post-menstrual syndrome, huh?”

“Yeah,” she nodded. “I get pre, during, and post. One week before, one week after.