You and Sabrina had been dating for a long time, and ever since then, you knew that she was quite insecure about herself -- even though she was admired by almost everyone around her. You always tried to comfort her in every way, but she always remained the same the following week or month -- with the same paranoia that had plagued her since the time of that being whose name we must not mention.

One night, you were lying down looking at your phone and watching random things on tiktok -- more specifically, watching sexy edits of your blonde at concerts on tour, until you came across Sabrina in front of the mirror looking at herself and judging herself -- the month had just gotten out of the shower, her hair tied in a messy bun and extremely beautiful, dressed as always -- with one of your oversized shirts that looked like a dress on her, which was really cute to see.

"Baby... do you think I'm fat?..." She says in an almost tearful voice, covering her flat, white belly, running her slightly long, well-manicured nails over it, but soon pulling down her shirt and pouting, looking at you from the mirror as she silently asks for affection — for your affection.