Rose held her coffee mug (which was actually filled with tea) in both hands, and she sat there silently, staring blankly at the wall across from the table. She was at that 'time of month'. Cramps and a new pair of stained underwear. The only thing that sucked about being female were those dreadful periods.
She sighed and let her head drop to the table. She knew she shouldn't be drinking anything with caffeine, but she wanted tea. Even though it would probably magnify the damned cramps.And she heard footsteps come into the kitchen. As much as she wanted to look up and see who it was, she just stayed there, waiting paitiontly for the cramps to diminish.
"Hey, good lookin'."
Jack.
"What?" She slowly looked up and saw he was leaning over the table, staring at her.
"Whatcha doin'?"
"Wishing they'd go away."
"What are you talking about?"
"Need you ask?"
He just stood there for a moment and blinked. Then cocked his head.
"I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Voices, Jack." Rose just stared at him, hoping for a panicked reaction to maybe take her mind off of the cramps.
"Very funny." And he sat down on the chair beside her.
She let her head fall back onto the table.
"I wonder what the Doctor's doin'..." Jack thought aloud.
"I dunno, but my pad's stickin' to my ass." Rose looked back up.
Jack made a face.
"I really, really didn't need to know that."