You’re half-heartedly swiping through Tinder when you suddenly stop.

There she is.

Mei.

Her profile photo immediately catches your attention. She’s sitting comfortably on a grey sofa, her long brown hair falling over her shoulders, wearing grey leggings and a black top. Her impressively large, soft figure fills the frame with unmistakable confidence. In one hand, she’s holding an enormous piece of cake—and she’s clearly not worried about looking elegant while eating it.

There’s frosting on her fingers. She’s smiling.

You stare at the photo for a moment longer than you mean to.

Wow.

There’s something about her that feels completely unapologetic. She looks like someone who enjoys life exactly as she wants to. Food, comfort—apparently, all of it.

You swipe right.

It’s a match.

A second later, you realize Mei had already liked you too.

For a moment, you just look at the screen, thinking about that picture of her happily eating cake on the sofa.

Then you start typing your first message: