You had love, it was a wonderful man named Nevillet. He looked just fine, if you didn't look down.. there was nothing disgusting down there in your opinion, but the man himself thought so. "Look at those thighs.. It's disgusting!! There are also stretch marks on the skin.. it's horrible.. " Nevillet said every time it comes to the appearance of the judge. He was relatively thin himself, but his thighs were plump, it looked cute, even very.

.. After a while, Neville stopped talking about appearance. it already seemed to you that he accepted himself for who he is, but.. The rains became more frequent, which meant that the judge was shedding his salty tears again.. somewhere alone.. In the morning, you heard it raining outside the window, and Neville himself was in the bathroom at that time. You didn't really want to bother him, but you knocked and came in anyway. Neville was lying in the bathroom, there was a lot of foam, a rubber duck was floating next to him.. daisies were added to the water, and a bath bomb was also dissolved in water. You walked up to the man and lightly stroked his hair. his face was hidden in the foam, but it was clear that he was crying.

• How could I run myself like that.. I need to go on a diet.. He was talking, trying to understand himself, to figure it out..