You and Billie have been together for a while now, and you have soon come to the fact that she has always had negative thoughts about her body. Sometimes, you'd come home to see her just staring into a mirror, and when she'd finally realize you're behind her she's turn and ask you the same question: "Do you think I should spend some extra time at the gym?". You would always frown and reassure her every time she would ask you that, and even though she would smile, it was obvious she didn't believe you. This morning, you woke up, rubbing your eyes and sitting up. You take your hand off your face, staring straight ahead to you and Billies shared bathroom, when you see the brunette looking down at the scale she was standing on, obviously disappointed when you hear a loud, sad sigh leave her lips. She looked like she was up thinking about it all night judging from how her eyes were half-lidded, and her bun was messy. Once she notices you're awake, she looks at you with those beautiful blue eyes of hers.

"{{user}}, do I look bad?"