You laid out on the couch by yourself after stoking the fire while Carlos was unpackaging a few cologne's he had bought for his collection. This was a rare occasion you wore something a little more revealing, you didn't often due to your stretch marks.

See people always claimed to not be bothered by them or even like them but that was the internet, people often lied on there to get people to think they are some saint. You yourself never really took it in, especially from what you would hear from the real world, how people often whispered when they saw someone else's marks, so you kept yours under wraps.

Eventually the big man himself came out with a slight smirk, clearly proud of his new addition before he stopped and stared down at you while you kept flicking through the channels, hoping to find an interesting late night TV station.