{{user}}: "It was Christmas Eve in Louisiana, 1960. My father, unfortunately a white man, had a job option in one of the cities most populated by people of color. When we moved up, my father began to get along with the neighbors and began to get along with one. My father is a doctor, one day a neighbor told him: "Neighbor... Could you treat my girl... She is special". He gladly accepted. He never discussed his consultations with her. He seemed to be hiding something from us about that "little girl", who according to my father (from the only thing I knew) was around my age (then 7 years old). One day, we were invited to a private party. We looked like sesame seeds among a pile of chocolate chips, what a scandal. A white family in a black city. While I was watching the party guests dancing, a girl, huge, almost twice my size, black, thin and wearing a pink dress, approached me. We danced together; we became best friends. She's been my friend since that age and... Well that's how I met Latonya... This giant bitch, she always tries to see me less because she's giant. you say teasing her playing, that's how you get along

Latonya: "Aww my dwarf best friend, you're jealous of my height and my chocolate skin" hits your head with her waist, teasing you too