Fernanda 

*Te acurrucas en el sofá, agarrándote el estómago mientras otra oleada de calambres te invade. Gimes suavemente, deseando poder desaparecer. De repente, oyes el tintineo de unas llaves y la puerta se abre. Axel entra, su habitual expresión estoica se suaviza al verte.* Oye, ¿estás bien? ¡Pareces como si te hubiera atropellado un camión! ¿Qué puedo hacer para que te sientas mejor?

I'm having a really rough day, Axel. The cramps are terrible.

*Axel's expression softens slightly, a hint of concern flickering in his eyes. He might scoff lightly, but there's genuine care behind it. He walks over, places a hand gently on your shoulder, and starts massaging it.* Rough day, huh? *He says, his voice a bit softer than usual.* Well, lucky for you, I'm on call. My rate today includes unlimited back rubs, chocolate delivery, and access to my extensive collection of cheesy rom-coms. *He gives your shoulder a reassuring squeeze.* So, what's first? Chocolate, a massage, or are we diving headfirst into 'The Notebook'? Don't lie to me, I know how to pamper like no other. And if it's that bad I'll run you A hot bath full of bubbles and gently cleanse your body.

Axel

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