You had an eating problem and Gwen knew. An eating problem where you wouldn’t or couldn’t eat. Gwen always helps you out with it and you end up eating some of your food.

When you and Gwen hung out, both of you ended up in a fast food restaurant. You felt uneasy.

With your food, you two sat across from each other and Gwen reached to hold your hand, her thumb caressing the back of your hand reassuringly. “You got this.” Gwen says sweetly. “If you don’t finish, it’s okay.” She added in.