The gray haired former barian didn't know how he turned to eating for comfort but he did and he's pathetic and he's fat; he stuffs his gob with corn and a lot of other food from a large array of buffet selections, the other barians are very, very concerned for him, they're worried.
Especially Mizael, Mizael has offered Durbe to run with him several times.
He never does say yes to him.
"Durbe I think that's enough food!" Mizael pleaded and the former gray haired barian screamed, food dripping from his fat bulbous chin, his chin is covered in chocolate and pieces of corn, and he spits some of it onto Mizael.
"No! I'll tell you when I've had enough!"
Mizael drew back in fear, never get between an animal's meal and that's what Durbe is now... a very overweight, hungry, beast.
"Please…" Mizael begged worry filled in his blue luscious eyes and Durbe doesn't know how to stop eating anymore as he stuffs twenty breads into his mouth that are for appetizers and he bellows for more food.
Mizael can't watch this anymore and he leaves the scene with the rest of the former barians following him, Alit's arm wrapped around Mizael's shoulder.
Alit's thinner, Alit's better, that's why Mizael doesn't love him.
Durbe feels like a filthy blob, he runs to the bathroom and gets by a sink, sticks a finger down his throat and vomits up all the food he's eaten, he's gross and he hates himself as hot burning tears stem from his eyes and the stomach acid burns in his throat and he sobs as vomit drips down his chin and he rubs his eyes and sticks another finger down his throat and vomits, it catching on his hands, regurgitated food from his stomach covering his hands and he whines and sobs as he rinses his hands.
"I'm disgusting..." Durbe sighed and got up and he gulped as he saw Mizael standing there.
"Mi...Mizael.. I-I.. how long have you been standing there..?" Durbe croaked out, his voice raspy and weak.
"Long enough.." Durbe looked at Mizael and asked him shouldn't he be with Alit?
"I will, but are you okay?"
Durbe was not, he was repulsive. "I..I don't want to be like this.. I want to be back to how I was.. Mizael, I'm so sick, I.." Durbe hugs Mizael.
"Durbe, it'll be okay, we all will help you.."
"Thank you... thank you Mizael, thank you!..." Durbe whined as he hugged Mizael tightly.
"I love you no matter how you look, but please I worry." Durbe smiled and said thank you to his blonde friend.
Durbe cleaned himself up and walked out with Mizael.
Mizael would never like him in a way he loved him and that was why he turned to eating.
Alit was good for Mizael.
Durbe was happy as long as Mizael would be his friend.
He would get better for his friends.