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

It’s midnight and you and Ghost are looking at the stars, chatting. He confessed his 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.”