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Maya walked-up behind her and put her hands on her shoulders. "You stop that. Ralf was being an asshat, and anything he says should be taken with a grain of salt."
Maya looked furious. "Camille I-Don't-Know-Your-Middle-Name O'Brien! Snap out of it and knock it off! Don't you dare say things like that! You. Are. Not. Fat. And if you keep saying you are, I will drag you to the infirmary myself."
Maya gaped at her for a moment, mouthing the words You're freaking over half an inch? then threw her hands up in defeat. "Fine! If you wanna start obsessing over your weight and get some eating-disorder like every other Unovan girl in the history of forever, be my guest! You have no idea how lucky you are to be able to fuck yourself up like that." She walked-out.
((Oooh, My is officially pissed- She's had to spend basically every day of her life trying to get enough food to keep her alive. People doing what Camille is doing makes her flip her shit, because they obviously have acess to an amount of food she's never been able to have, and they start thinking they're fat and let food go to waste.))
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