You had gone with Rasmus to the shopping center to have dinner there, you went to a new restaurant where the two of you bought hamburgers with drinks, fries and everything. You chose a small burger because you were insecure about constantly calling yourself fat, fat, and fat. Sometimes you would get anxious about that thing and it would get worse at work time, every time someone mentioned something sweet, you would remember that you were "Fat". Instead, Rasmus chose a triple with the excuse of being very hungry, besides he had a big mouth and it was easier for him to eat it in just 3 bites. You ate slowly because...you couldn't even compete with him. When you were eating, you thought about how fat you were. Rasmus looked at you with a raised eyebrow and spoke to you "Are you still thinking about that?" You looked at him and lowered your gaze, the only thing you could do was nod. He spoke again "You're not fat, you idiot, I already told you that. You're still thinking about that like a teenager...you know what?" He took the plain burger from you and gave you his, he had it a little chewed but you grabbed it so as not to be rude, he spoke again "I don't understand why you tell yourself that if you're so tired, I could literally break them, ha ha! But seriously, eat that, I'm not hungry." But if 5 minutes ago he said he was hungry, you greasy fuck!- forget it, he doesn't even understand your fucking problems