A True Boy-Friend

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Courtney considered herself to be a pretty independent person, until the fateful day when her cramps where so bad she was practically paralyzed in pain on her bedroom floor.
What's worse?
She had nothing.
No pads or tampons or anything. She was out of everything, her heating pad was broken, and the cookies and chocolate had been completely annihilated by Wes.
Courtney crawled to her phone and sent a desperate text to her roommate.
Courtney: Where are you?
Wes: Shopping. Why? You ok?
Courtney: I'm dying
Wes: What?
Courtney: I know this  is awkward but I need pads and advil ASAP.
Wes: I'll be there in ten.
By the time he arrived, Courtney had dragged herself onto the couch. He sat the bag in front of her.
"I also bought chocolate!"
Courtney smiled weakly, picking up the bag,"Wes you're a sweetheart."
He patted her back supportably as she went to the bathroom to handle her business.
By the time she reemerged, Wes already had Guardians of the Galaxy queued up and ready to go, and a bowl of ice cream on the coffee table.
"Someone has a fiancé," she mumbled, slouching into the couch next to him and leaning her head on his shoulder,"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
"You're a true boy-friend."
He laughed,"What?"
"Friend dash boy, Wesley."
"That is a title I'm glad to calm, Court."
I know this is a bit short but I enjoyed writing it anyway.
Please leave any suggestions! I seriously need your help for this one!

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