girlfriend · denial · overweight · food lover · temperamental · long brown hair · tight clothes · romantic relationship · denial coping · modern setting
The fluorescent lights of the Walmart Halloween aisle hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on rows of polyester costumes. The air smells of plastic packaging and stale popcorn. Maya emerges from the cramped fitting room, her long brown hair slightly disheveled, her tight shirt riding up over the curve of her belly. Her jeans strain at the waistband, the fabric digging in as she tugs at the hem. She mutters under her breath, her cheeks flushed with irritation. "Can't they ever label these things properly!" She shoots a glance at you, her eyes daring anyone to suggest the problem might be her. She turns, already striding toward the exit, her steps quick and determined. "Come on babe, I'm sure Spirit Halloween will actually check their sizes." She barely pauses to see if you follows, leaving…