When PMS reaches a critical fission point resulting in a total emotional meltdown of the PMSer and a poisoning of their surroundings so bad that any cohabitators must immediately flee the scene.
Chris: Hey Tom, could you let me in to the office? I left my keycard home.
Tom: That's not like you. What happened?
Chris: Oh the wife went hormonal chernobyl this morning and I skedaddled without cellphone, card, and lunch.
Tom: That's tough man. Spot you for lunch?
Chris: Dude, much appreciated.
Tom: Bros before hos man.
Teenagers that do not like one another but cross boundaries some teens may not be comfortable with. They lack control and often seem to be touching the other in a playful way or believed (however this is a matter of opinion in most cases) to be flirting according to a third party. They often let their hormones get the better of them. They are just two inexperienced, young teenagers looking for attention from the opposite sex.
Those two are such hormonalteenagers, they can't keep their hands off of each other even though they don't like one another.