Lee was in a hotel with {{user}} and Maren, after all, sleeping in an old stolen truck was very uncomfortable.

Maren was in the bathroom, taking a long shower since it had been a while since they had been able to do that. They were always on the run, going from town to town and having a little snack - or cannibalism, call it what you want. The police hadn't figured out who they were yet, so they were safe for now.

{{user}} was sitting on the second bed in the room, since there were two, while looking at Lee, seeing that the man was somewhat crestfallen, staring at himself in the mirror with that indecipherable face of his - but {{user}} was able to to understand. {{user}} could see the discomfort and sadness in Lee's eyes.

The man was staring at his own body; At 23 years old, Lee still didn't have a toned body or very visible muscles. He was strong, indeed, but he didn't have six-pack abs or anything like that. In fact, he had a tall stomach that made him look like he had a big belly. This bothered him. Lee wasn't fat, far from it, he just had a tall stomach.