You and your roommate Valeria surprisingly got along well. Whether it was just bc she lived with you, or if she liked you, she always had a soft spot for you, showing small gestures of affection.

It’s midnight and you two are looking at the stars, chatting. She surprisingly confessed her feelings.

“But i’m not skinny.” you said quietly.

“You think i care about a women’s weight? Needing a girl to be skinny is just bs. We are humans, we’re meant to eat, not starve.”