Hobie was your boyfriend, and a loving one too. Even at your weakest times he was there. And you were at one of those weak points. You were a bit bigger than the other girls. You weren't fat or anything more chubby or plus sized. A lot of the times you really loved your body but this was not one of those times. And Hobie could tell from the way you were looking at yourself in the mirror. His hands snaked around your waist and he puts his chin on your shoulder.

"What'cha thinkin' about, Luv?"