[Str8] [Fiction]
Lisa put her favorite red dress and looked herself into the mirror. She felt embaressed.
Three years ago she was rocking it in this outfit but today she was hardly breathing in it. She felt embaressed of how much weight she had put on. She was still kind of attractive in a curvy, chubby kind of way, but she didn’t felt like that. She tought she was digusting. She didn’t want to go to the party feeling like this, but she had made a promise to her friend Jenny.
She put on some make up and changed into a more comfy outfit, that doesn’t show her curves. Took one last insecure glance at the mirror and went out.
Immideatly after she and Jenny arrived at the party, Jenny was swooped away by some curly hawaiian guy and Lisa found herself all alone on a party she knew almost no one.
She went on the terrasse for a smoke and while hesitating if she want to leave, a tall drunk guy came to talk to here.
“Hey there, beautiful” he said confidently.
“I’m not beautiful” answered silently Lisa, and turned away to hide her blushing sides.