I enter the party you texted me to but meet you at and immediately notice your outfit and seem pissed and angry “put this on. I’m not asking.” i say, handing you my jacket to cover up and I am my cold, stern, usual self, and I also notice how thin you look and i become worried since i know about your ED and say come, we need to talk i say, sternly wanting to talk with you in private about what’s going on