Cw: body dysmorphia, fat shaming, implied transphobia, eating disorder.
HBMSB short, giving information on Kel's past.
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Kel sat at the dining table, eating the breakfast served to him. He ate quickly, hoping to be able to excuse himself before any comments were made.
Sadly, that's never how it goes.
"Camilla, honey. Slow down. Chewing faster isn't going to help you lose all that weight, you know."
Kel froze at his mother's comment. He glances up at her, his eyes wide. "I-" Before he can say anything, his plate is pulled away from him.
"Maybe smaller portions would do you some good."
Kel looks down at the now empty space on the table. He stays quiet for the remainder of dinner.
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Early that morning, Kel woke up a bit late. He sat down at the dining table, staring blankly at the mostly empty plate on the table before him.
He sighs silently and slowly eats.
"Camilla, you should join me on my walk today!"
Kel looks up at his mother, "what? Why?"
His mother smiles, "to get you some exercise in! You're not going to slim up if you keep sitting around eating all day."
Kel felt his stomach drop. He glances to the side, "o-oh, sure. I'll join you." He mutters.
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Kel sat at the dining table, only staring at the hardly filled plate before him.
"Are you not going to eat?"
Kel shakes his head, "no. I'm not really that hungry."
His mother glares at him, "what? Do you think my cooking is bad or something?"
"What? No! I'm just not hungry!"
"Don't raise your voice at me young lady! Now eat, or go to bed starving!"
Kel hesitates. He looks down at the plate and sighs before pushing it away. "I'd rather starve." It was too many unnecessary calories. He stands up and walks to his room.
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Kel stood in the bathroom, blankly staring into the mirror.
He felt disgusted with himself.
His mother was right.
He really should lose some weight.
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