i always thought these were funny, and it's never getting old boi.
So, about boys' confusion about tampons and pads.
so might be unoriginal !!
anywayz, enjoyyy :))
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Periods weren't your thing, it hurt and it damages you.
It also becomes a hobby of looking at your back mostly at the mirror to look if you'd leak.
You changed your pad (im using pads here cause.. it'S VERY HARD TO WRITE ABOUT TAMPONS OKAY) and hurried to school.
You remembered that you have packed an extra on the front pocket.
As you got in, you weren't wearing dark pants. Yet, denim. It was the only pair that you had left and the rest were in the laundry.
'Well fuck, I'm gonna ruin my reputation' You sigh, as you made it into the school you hurried up to class.
AFTER A FEW MINUTES : AKA LUNCH
You searched around your bag, "Ah, fuck. I left it on the table didn't I?"
"Hey, (y/n). You alright?" Mario put his arm around you.
"Eh.. Uh.. Mario?" You looked up on his eyes.
"Hm?"
"You know the vending machine?" You blushed, "T-The one where the napkins, panty-liners are?"
"Y-Yeah. Near the girl's bathroom?" He blushed.
"C-Can you buy one for me?"
"Sure? I'll get Emily for help"
"Thank you so much" Was the last thing you said as he ran.
Mario's POV ; 3 minutes later
"Stupid! Tampons and Napkins have differences" Emily smacked my head.
"Ow! Fine, what are the differences then?"
"Napkins stick and Tampons..." Emily stopped herself.
She grabbed the money that (y/n) gave. "Let's go" She said, handing the napkin to me.
"But what are tam—" I got cut off my Emily dragging me.
Me and (y/n) were walking towards her house, "Thanks for helping me" She blushed.
"Welcome, by the way (y/n). What are tam—" I got cut as she shut the door.
I just left, and carried onto my room.
"Let's see what Tampons really are for" I googled Tampons.
Oh. Okay. No wonder.
