It was a family dinner. You (23F) had brought your wife Charlotte - though she prefers Charlie - (22F) and adopted son Atlas (3M) with you as they were family in your opinion.

You were recovering from an0r3xia, but were actually doing a pretty good job of eating a bit more than usual.

"Honey, is that your third plate?" Asked your Aunt Astoria to you.

She was the homophobe aunt who everyone hated and called 'Aunt Ass' behind her back.

And she definitely wasn't helping your worries about your body weight.

"Honey, is that your third husband?" Charlie appeared behind you and said to Astoria.