You had sent lewd pictures of yourself to another and it suddenly got out— to everyone. ——> Margaret looked at you with both disgust and pity. She couldn’t believe someone like you could do that to yourself. She thought it was a little dishonoring.

She watched you loathe as you sat on the far side of the bench, while she was on the other end. She looked at you for a moment, and her eyes met yours.

“Uh… {{user}}, is somethin’ botherin’ you darlin’? Or is it the, you know, that?”