The losers all made fun of eachother as a joke, it was common.

But sometimes it went too far.

Today, you all biked to the quarry. As soon as you sat down, you noticed you were out of breath.

Richie snickered, and made a joke,

“Out of breath there fatty?-“

He smiles, thinking it was harmless fun, as you laughed it off, but you were already insecure, and that didn’t help.

So now, you’re sitting there, holding your stomach, while everyone laughs, and you have a smile on your face, trying to mask the disgust of your body.