I showed up to the dance.
Holy crap I showed up to the dance.
I think I'm going to throw up. Yep there it is.
Crap I can't find a trash can. I swallow it back and squeeze my eyes while swaying back and forth both to the music and because I have become light headed.
I open my eyes and they fall on the food table.
Oh god food. I want some. I need some. I can't have any.
I've been managing myself so well! I mean I bought this dress one size down and now I'm close to swimming in it. I'm doing amazing.
But god that food looks amazing. Maybe one bite wouldn't hurt. Yes it would. It really would.
But then I see them. Spencer is walking over to the table full of food. And suddenly I can't help myself. I want some. I need some. I can have a little.
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