Ethan glared at the package of chips halfheartedly, desperately trying to keep his hands from reaching out and tearing the bag open as though his life depended on not eating the cheesy snack. He wanted them (god did he want them), but he knew he couldn't live with the repercussions. It was mildly concerning, a small part of him thought, considering he had never thought about the "repercussions " of food before. - - - - - Ethan's attitude towards his body lately has been pretty worrisome, so I decided to write a fic where that was taken to the extreme.

Mark's past relationship isn't something he likes to dwell on for too long, for a lot of reasons. If anyone asks why, he tells them that it ended badly, that he wasn't what she wanted. While that's true, he knows it has a lot more to do with how often he wakes up in a blind panic, how dirty he feels after thinking about her, and how she seems to haunt him years later. ----- Mark's dealing with the fallout of an abusive relationship, and doesn't understand why he still hurts after years of being away from her. Ethan and Amy try to help as best they can.