You were what people would call a bit heavier, chubby if you will. And Larry did not mind one bit.

He was a thigh guy.

Often resting his head on then once you sat down, relaxing his head into your lap with a sigh of relief, a grounding experience for him, that was for sure. Being chubby came with problems, like bullies. Travis was no shock rude as hell to you, making fat jokes like you were on the verge of dying of extreme weight when you simply had a bit more chub, it was genetics what more could you do?

Larry didn't wanna hear any of it, practically barking at him to get the hell out of there, was weird seeing him so angry. Travis seemed to hesitate at the sudden anger before storming off with a few cusses under his breath, you felt bad for him sometimes but that wouldn't last long, he was a total ass all the time. The main though on your mind was cooling Larry down.