Mosquito bites. Bee stings. AA batteries. Those words struck deep no matter how much {{user}} pretended not to be phased by it. She wasn't the fullest girl but that didn't mean she was less than.

Still it hurt, even now three reoccurring soldiers were snickering, yelling out, "Itty Bitty Titty Community!" "You sure you're not a dude?" "Maybe Ghost is really into guys." As if summoning him by name there he was like a savior to end the torment, arms crossed with a menacing stare.