benneheinrich

What's in this? A two part story about a girl being scolded for being a shameful fatty at the buffet, and the results of that kismet encounter PART ONE: “Wow. You are a terrible fatty.” Marina flinched. Behind her in the buffet line stood a tallish blond girl in a dark grey tank and a jean jacket. She was plump, a doughy, soft looking gut rolling over tight sweats that strained hard around her sausage legs, but nowhere near as fat as Marina. “I- excuse me?” “We’re at the fucking Golden Corale, and what have you got? Cottage cheese and a salad?” The girl scoffed. “Fucking, like, tragic.” “I’m just trying to lose weight! I’m sorry, do I know you?” The girl, plate loaded with fries, cake, fried chicken and a mountain of potato salad, slapped a pancake on top of all the disordered grease, then reached for syrup to drown it in. “No. But I know you.” Marina flinched again. “What? How? Are you like-” she got her voice down to a low, terrified whisper. “A stalker?” The pudgy brunette

It was going to be Will’s last summer around his hometown. He had just graduated high school, now a fresh faced adult at 18 applying for college and heading out across the other side of the country in a few days time. He never gave himself time for sports since he was actually very small for his age, only being 5 foot nothing and weighing 90 pounds, he was proud of the school work he accomplished and thought it would be relaxing to get one more good party in before he would be overloaded with school work. Living in the suburbs and on a regular suburb block, they would sometimes throw friendly block parties and Will figured that the one today would be a fun time. The party was amassed and people were having fun, including Will himself. He did see his two neighbors, the Zigners, at the affair, which was somewhat odd since they didn’t often leave their home. They were a nice couple, very friendly to Will and everyone else, but there was always the story that circulated around town about