The woman shook her head with a smile, "No, that won't do, I'm tired."
"Amy..."
Amelia lifted her chin slightly, "Are you going or not? If not, I'm leaving. I have plenty at home."
He immediately compromised, "Okay, okay, my ancestor, is it alright if I go?"
Just to cuddle with his wife and sleep, wasn't it an ordeal for him?
"That... What brand do you usually prefer to use?"
Amelia seemed to think for a moment, then began to explain methodically, "Sofy's ultra-thin for day use, ABC's overnight pads, and then a pack of 7th Space disposable period underwear."
"..." He was utterly bewildered.
Suddenly, he felt that the things women use are really quite complicated.
"Do this, type it up and send me a message, I can't remember it all."
Amelia nodded, speaking languidly, "No, I won't send it. My fingers are tired too."
Daniel Cooper, "..."
