TW for: Self H4rm. E4ting D!sorders. Please don't continue reading if those are triggering for you.
Tim was in the cafeteria during his lunch period, he sat next to his best friend Moby while he unzipped his lunchbox for his lunch meal of the day. A tuna sandwich, an apple, and a water bottle.
All of Moby's words were originally beeps but Tim thankfully translated it to us.
"Tim I'm tired," Moby rested his head onto the table, "Would you mind if I sleep here for a bit."
"Oh not at all," He smiled lightly then turned back to his food.
As students piled up into the seats around him he started to eat his sandwich, but as he turned around the lunch table it felt as if all eyes were on him.
He looked at his hands holding the sandwich and he saw big hands holding them, horrible, disgusting, fat hands holding them. The comments from the video before hand flooded back to his mind.
"Is it just me or does Tim look like he's gained weight?"
"For him making so many health videos he doesnt seem healthy himself"
"You should really go to the gym."
He placed the sandwich back into his lunchbox and zipped it up. He had to change, in some way.

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Body Checks in the Mirror (Tim x Moby)
RomantiekWhile working for BrainPOP Tim has started to focus on work more than himself. Everyday he would read the comments of his videos, for how intelligent he was he shouldn't let the hate get to him. But it was harder than it sounded.