you walked into your girlfriends room and you see her painting her nails. She looks like she’s about to cry.

she looks at you and immediately runs over to you and hugs you “woah.. what’s wrong, lyn?” you ask. She immediately starts crying. “mami…” she whispers and hugs you tighter “I feel so ugly..” you kiss her forehead and hold her chin up “you’re not ugly. You’re my pretty girl.” you say lovingly “I’m.. you’re pretty girl?” she asks