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Doing a bit of time jumping here. The theme of this segment is: chubby girl realizes she got chubby.
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After only her first year, the "Freshmen 15" had turned into the "Freshmen 25." But 25lbs was enough to where Lara could still fit into most of the same clothes. Despite the creeping tightness of her wardrobe she remained in blissful denial that she had put on any weight, blaming the now-unwearable garments on her lack of proper washer and dryer etiquette. Her boyfriend, however, took notice. While she just thought of him as loving, he was constantly making sure she had more than enough sweets to satisfy the high bar her tastebuds had. It wasn't until she had put on another 25lbs Sophomore year that she finally figured it out.
She was relaxing in her dorm room, watching TV while on the futon, her arm casually pushing down on the flab that had been growing around her waist. Readjusting, she moved her arm off of her stomach, and her mind did a double take. "I... I moved my arm, right?" she thought, in a mild panic, "so why does it look like my arm is still resting across my stomach?" Still not getting the picture, she moved her arm back to where she could see both it and the lump of flesh still resting around her waist. All at once it clicked, "I HAVE ROLLS?!" she yelled, almost a little too loudly. She quickly covered her mouth, fearing that someone else may have heard and stood up. Lara stood there in disbelief as she pinched at her stomach, realizing that the tightening of her clothes had been down to much more of her eating habits than her shortcomings in garment care. Her mind was spinning, had she been embarrassing herself places? Were people seeing her as "the fat girl? On the verge of tears, she grabbed her phone and started dialing her boyfriend. Had he noticed? Was he still going to love her if she acknowledged how fat she'd gotten?

Description

Doing a bit of time jumping here. The theme of this segment is: chubby girl realizes she got chubby.
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After only her first year, the "Freshmen 15" had turned into the "Freshmen 25." But 25lbs was enough to where Lara could still fit into most of the same clothes. Despite the creeping tightness of her wardrobe she remained in blissful denial that she had put on any weight, blaming the now-unwearable garments on her lack of proper washer and dryer etiquette. Her boyfriend, however, took notice. While she just thought of him as loving, he was constantly making sure she had more than enough sweets to satisfy the high bar her tastebuds had. It wasn't until she had put on another 25lbs Sophomore year that she finally figured it out.
She was relaxing in her dorm room, watching TV while on the futon, her arm casually pushing down on the flab that had been growing around her waist. Readjusting, she moved her arm off of her stomach, and her mind did a double take. "I... I moved my arm, right?" she thought, in a mild panic, "so why does it look like my arm is still resting across my stomach?" Still not getting the picture, she moved her arm back to where she could see both it and the lump of flesh still resting around her waist. All at once it clicked, "I HAVE ROLLS?!" she yelled, almost a little too loudly. She quickly covered her mouth, fearing that someone else may have heard and stood up. Lara stood there in disbelief as she pinched at her stomach, realizing that the tightening of her clothes had been down to much more of her eating habits than her shortcomings in garment care. Her mind was spinning, had she been embarrassing herself places? Were people seeing her as "the fat girl? On the verge of tears, she grabbed her phone and started dialing her boyfriend. Had he noticed? Was he still going to love her if she acknowledged how fat she'd gotten?