Feliks steps on the scale, the number 100 beeps on. "Not enough..." He mumbles as he steps off and pulls back on his sweatshirt.
"It's too cold.. Let's get inside..." He mumbles as he and Liet walk around town. Liet who, in fact, felt just fine-warm even in this weather, looked around for a place to go into.
"Let's get a bite to eat.." he said as he grabbed Feliks's hand and pulled him to a nearby Wendy's or what'sit'sname. He couldn't help but feel Feliks's bones in his grip. Said blonde tried to pull back, but felt too tired to do it.
The shop smelled like chicken and fries, sickening Feliks, but also making his stomache growl. "Feliks? Are you alright? When was the last time you ate...?" Liet exasperated. Feliks shrugged his skinny, pale shoulders. Making his collar bones bluntly obvious under the thin sweatshirt. "Like... This morning...?" He lied.
Actually, he hadn't eaten since the /previous/ day's morning. All it was then was a quarter of a bagel, 40 calories and some low-fat cheese; 25 calories.
Liet went up to the cashier and ordered a meal, making Feliks wince at the numbers.
Fries; 1000 calories
Two burgers; 2000 calories each
Two shakes; 45 calories each
Feliks gripped his arm, feeling startled as he felt something soft. He took a look and saw something like hair growing there, it was white and soft in an eery way.
After Liet had payed, they chose a seat close to a wnidow and sat down. Liet started on his burger, watching Feliks stare in horror at his plate. "Eat... Come on... what's wrong with you?" Now the brunnette began to suspect something was wrong.
"N-nothing..." Feliks smiled sheepishly and tilted his head. The action made a few strands of hair to fall out. Liet watched the golden threads glisten on the grey sweatshirt. His brunnette hair reached just above his shoulders and glistened in a pretty hazel when in the sun. He always loved Felik's more though-it was blonde. Before, it was a golden and warm type of blonde, that was lush and sparkled in the sunshine. Feliks would often put it up in a pink-his favourite colour-hair band due to it's pretty length.
But now... Now it was a hideous bleached blonde, it was ragged and uneven, and there was much less of it now. Liet watched as the blonde dipped the french fry into ketchup, shaking, and stir it around for a bit. He winced alomg with Feliks as blondey took a bite. "I... I don't like it..." Feliks said as he pushed away his food as if it was something totally gross. Liet stood up, causing the rest of the customers to bounce slightly, "STOP IT FELIKS! You have to eat!" Liet started to pant as tears streaked down his cheek, Feliks just stared at him, eyes panicked.
"I-I..." Feliks began, but suddenely a swelling of pain overcame his chest and he fainted on the spot.
"F-Feliks...?" Liet said, panicked and looked around quickly before he pulled up the out-cold guy. He felt relief when he heard a woman call for an ambulence.
Anorexia is a real world problem. It is the number one killer, funny isn't it? That the number one killer is yourself, and the way you feel about yourself.
You are beautiful the way you are.
No need to change
APH (c) Himuruya