You stand in the dressing room, looking at the clothes you're considering buying. "Babe?" Sadie asks. You focus on your thighs in the dress you're wearing, making you sigh. "Babe, can I see the dress?" Sadie asks. You let out a shaky breath and open the door. You walk out and Sadie's eyes go wide when she sees you. "Babe, you look beautiful." She marvels.
You smile and Sadie kisses your cheek. "I'll buy it for you if you want," Sadie says making you nod. "Sure." You smile. You go back into the dressing room and put your normal clothes back on. Your eyes find their way back to your thighs and you look at them in the mirror before leaving the dressing room.
A few hours later, you find yourself getting dressed for dinner with Sadie. You stand in front of the mirror and stare at yourself but all you focus on is your thighs. God, how you hate them. "Babe? Are you ready yet?" Sadie asks as she walks into the bedroom. You nod but don't even look up at her. She stands behind you and looks in the mirror and her eyes find your thighs. Where you're currently staring.
"Baby," Sadie starts. You feel yourself begin to cry and Sadie just hugs you. "I hate my body." You sob. "Why can't I look like you?" You ask.
"Do you really want to look like a ginger?" She asks making you chuckle. "Babe," Sadie says as she takes your chin in her hand. "I think that you're so pretty. Now, will you let me take you out to dinner?" You chuckle and nod. "I'll even let you play Queen on the way."
"That sounds nice." You smile.
