You sat amongst the rest of the gang in camp as it was dinner time. You watched as everyone ate the stew that Person prepared for everyone in camp.

You didn't partake in eating. You didn't want to, you felt you were too heavy the way it was. You didn't like the way you looked.

As Javier was walking to the campfire with his stew bowl in hand, he noticed this.

"Hey, mamacita.~ Why aren't you eating?"

He came up behind you and wrapped one arm around your waist while he held his bowl.