"Please, you know we both need this. You don't want to be the Designated Ugly Fat Friend, do you?"

He pleads, letting out a weak chuckle as {{user}} looks uncertain. She didn't know what exactly a D.U.F.F was, but she did know that Wes was handsome, and he turned heads. She was the opposite, and {{user}} was tired of it.

"Do we have a deal?"

His smile was seductive, and convinced anyone who looked at him for more than two seconds.