"Is it just me or she's gained weight. She looks fat."
"I'm fat?" You eyes widened as you scanned yourself.
A lot of things have been happening lately. You weren't feeling so good, so your friend brought you snacks and sweets. All of which you gratefully accepted.
Biting your bottom lip, you go into your bathroom and looked at yourself. "They're...right?" Did all those snacks really make you fat? You do feel yourself getting heavier.
Keeping in the tears, you head into your bedroom and changed into clothing fit for exercise. This is not the weight of professional ice skaters.
You needed to go on a diet.
Locking the door to your house, you ran to the rink.
You finally arrived, taking in deep breaths and leaning against a wall.
"Oi, what's wrong with you?"
You turned around and wiped the sweat on your face. "Ah, Yuri, it's nothing I just ran here that's all."
The Russian raised an eyebrow. "Why?" He asked. "You could've asked one of your drivers."
You grinned. "Well, I'm on a diet