Room 507, Wednesday night

[nadiathesaint]

After being generally moody and probably not terribly fun to be around in the common room, Nadia decided that curling up around a pillow sounded better than getting more lectures about violence and anger.

Of course, she then had to find out just why she was being such an unhappy moppet on her way.

That also nicely explained why it felt like her abdominal organs were all trying to forcibly claw their way out.

At least she was stocked up on tampons and pain killers.

She set up her toughbook to play a downloaded copy of one of the Mordechai episodes of AKA and curled herself into a little ball of doom.

[ooc: for the fake bf, please. We're gonna make his brains go 'splodey.]

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[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter unknowing of the doom that awaits went in search of Nadia for some company. A quick survey of the common room showed no Nadia, and before he headed for the roof, there was one more stop to make.

A knock and the usual announcement. "It's Walter."

[nadiathesaint]

"Do you have chocolate?" Nadia answered back.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Uh... no. Should I get you some?" he asked. "May I open the door?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Yes," Nadia answered, leaving it up to Walter to figure out which question she was responding to.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter opened the door, deciding he'd find out why he was bringing her chocolate before going to mug someone for it.

He frowned and closed the door behind himself before crossing to the bed. "Are you ill?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Yes. Horribly. Possibly dying. Like every month."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Food poisoning?" No, that couldn't be right. Why would she be asking for chocolate? "Can I get you some tea to go with your chocolate?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Caffeine is good. Caffeine, chocolate, painkillers, and probably a fair amount of crying." She sniffled. Well, at least she had some fodder for that outlet.

Stupid goddamned Blair. Probably his fault. He made her so upset it . . . messed with her hormones, or something.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Coffee, chocolate, and aspirin, then?" He pulled out his handkerchief and held it out for her. "So, not food poisoning."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia wiped her eyes. "I wish. Then I wouldn't have to deal with it every month."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"I haven't noticed you crying, and asking for caffeine, chocolate, and painkillers every month," Walter said slowly before sitting on the edge of the bed. "Headaches?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia sucked in a breath at a particularly bad clawing of the mutated uterus cramp and shook her head. "Some months are worse than others. This one sucks. I blame Blair."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Blair has ruined October for you already?" Walter had a feeling he was missing some key piece of information here. "How did he do that?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia's eyes teared up more. "He said I dressed like a slut."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Oh what the hell? First Bel calling her something unforgivable now Blair?

"Why did he do that?" So much for the Not Hitting Blair Club with Alanna.

[nadiathesaint]

"I don't know!" Nadia finally fell into a full on wail. "H-he was just doing his protest, dressed like a monster, and we w-were talking and he said that people would stereotype me as a slut and when I told him to stop he just kept saying it and he wouldn't apologize!"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

His girlfriend was wailing. He was used to Nadia's rather... let's say dramatic bent. But wailing?

"He's an idiot," he said, reaching out to rub her arm. "He mucked things up with Lana recently. He told me he upset her so much she threw up."

[nadiathesaint]

"T-thank you," Nadia leaned against him. "N-no one else would tell me he was wrong."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"He was wrong," Walter assured her and gave her a sideways hug. "If you were in my time... but we aren't."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia started crying harder and attempted to curl back up into the little ball of doom.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Shit. Walter tried not to let her curl back into her ball of doom.

"Nadia." Idiot. "I didn't mean it like that. Things are different then, you know that."

[nadiathesaint]

"T-this is just how we dress at home. I haven't even taken my shirt off in public in forever. But people think I'm a slut!"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"I know. You've explained that things are different." Walter was getting quite discomfitted by the crying and had now moved on to lame pats on the shoulder. "And people don't think you're a slut. Just one complete wanker."

[nadiathesaint]

"B-but he-he said . . . and no one else said they don't--" Nadia sniffed loudly and attempted to get herself back under some semblance of control. "I hate being a girl sometimes."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Why? Because boys don't get called sluts?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Because of this crap. Getting all teared up over something--" She just couldn't call it stupid yet. "And my stomach hurts and my back hurts and I have to spend all week trying to make sure I'm carrying around enough tampons and I really really hope it's over by Homecoming."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Your stomach and your back?" Walter was more than a little confused now. "Why are they hurting?"

There were so bloody many terms he still hadn't learned. He did vaguely wonder if a tampon was some electronic device and why she needed to carry enough now.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia stared at Walter for a moment. "Because I started my period. Why do you think I was asking for chocolate and being a wreck?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"I... don't know?" He was supposed to know something here, wasn't he?

[nadiathesaint]

". . . you do know what a period is, right?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Yes, he was supposed to know something here. "A space of time between now and then, or something you use at the end of a sentence... that's not what you mean, is it?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia sighed. "No, it's not. Menstruation? That ring a bell? The thing that guys use to explain any time a girl happens to get worked up over something?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Does this fall under 'woman troubles'?" Walter asked slowly.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia got sulky again. Great, he was going to go all weird, now.

"Yes. It probably would. Since I'm really pretty sure boys don't have them."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Do most boys now know about it?" Grand. Why didn't it surprise him that those sorts of things were actually talked about now?

[nadiathesaint]

"Know of it? Yes. Understand it? No. And men never, ever will." Nadia pulled her knees up to her chest. "If you want to leave now, that's okay."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Should I leave?" Walter ran a hand nervously through his hair while he tried to remember if a month ago she'd stayed away from him for a day or however long this woman trouble thing lasted. "Is there some rule?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Yeah. If you're going to be a jerk, avoid your girlfriend when she's on her period. Or you could just think 'hey, at least she's not pregnant' and comfort her through the raging cramps and emotions."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Okay then. Womanly troubles meant not pregnant, but insane.

He was used to insane.

"Can I get you some chocolate, caffeine, or aspirin?"

[nadiathesaint]

"That would be good. And a heating pad?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Do you mind if it has hellpuppy fur on it?"

[nadiathesaint]

"As long as it's just the fur, that's fine. I don't know if I could handle Pup right now." Nadia smiled slightly. "I'm not a slut."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"I know you aren't." Blair was going to apologize to Nadia. "And I'll leave Pup in my room."