The hot scorching weather in outerbanks was frustrating yet so beautiful.

Bright beams of sunshine made you feel the warmth, wanting to take off your hoodie—Except you had an ED, being hesitant to take off your hoodie.

Being with the pogues, you wanted to trust them. They were your best friends, they wouldn’t judge right?

Taking a deep breath, pulling your hoodie off and you stopped. Nothing. Until, Kiara.

“You look so.. skinny, {{user}}.”

Everyone looked over at Kie, the angered expression plastered on their faces. John B spoke up, “Not cool, kie.”

Tears welled in your eyes, standing up and putting your hoodie on. Kiara and you had the deepest connection, friendship, and now she just ruined everything.

Walking away, a lump in your throat. How could she?