“It was everyone commenting on the way I looked. This is the third day in a row that all anyone seems to have cared about is my appearance. I know I’m huge, I don’t need it thrown in my face all the time.”
He just sort of shuffled his feet, his usual enthusiasm having been completely drained from his conscious. “Yeah. That wouldn’t be a good thing at all.”
Rebecca peeked out from behind the first tree with a raised eyebrow while she adjusted her headphones.
“In my personal opinion, commenting about someone’s appearance without that person asking for an opinion is honestly rather rude.”
She quietly huffed and got started on the first Cheri tree, carefully picking each fragile berry and putting them in her basket.
“Could you get the other side for me, Silv? Like last time y’helped out?”
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