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"I..." Arthur stopped, realising he could not justify his behaviour. "I needed to...find out. See for myself what happened to you." He tightened his grip round her. "I couldn't let you carry on feeling insecure."

She pulled away from him. "But you had no right!" Her face was contorted, tears falling freely. "You had no right to invade my privacy like that!"

Arthur shook his head, feeling as though he were rapidly losing control of the situation. "But, Ari, pills!" He was unable to keep the shock out of his voice. "You were taking diet pillls? Don't you realise how dangerous they are, how they can-"

"Shut up!" she almost screamed at him. "What do you know?! You've probably never been overweight in your life!"

Arthur blanched. "Well, no, but-"

"So how do you know how it feels? Don't tell me how I feel!"

Arthur rubbed his forehead, a mixture of anger and concern rising within him. "I'm not. I just want to..." he swallowed. "I just want to understand. That's all."

She looked at him, her cheeks shining with tears. "You do?"

"Yes," he nodded.

"Well, in that case, maybe we should go and dream some more." She swallowed. "You can see things better than if I tell you."

He blinked. "Are you sure?"

"Yes."

Arthur blinked, realising he was sitting on a bench outside the school. Ariadne, carefully covered in layers, was standing on the steps. With her was an attractive red head.

"Look, you don't need to worry, really." The other girl's face was sympathetic. "It will come off. Really."

Ariadne sighed. "I know...but I feel so fat. So heavy. Especially in comparison to you."

The other girl shook her head. "Don't compare yourself, we have completely different bodies." They began to walk. "Besides, my legs are thin, and I don't fill a bra. So there's not much to be envious of."

Ariadne smiled. "Thanks."

"Don't mention it."

Arthur noticed that the two girls parted ways, and Ariadne was heading in doors. He followed her, keeping his distance slightly. She was walking down some stairs.

As she pushed open double doors, he realised he was now in her family home. Her mother, a woman with te same dark hair and eyes as her daughter, was looking at her, sympathetically.

"Ari, you don't need to worry. Your weight is a little high at the moment, but it will come off."

"Everyone says that," Ariadne muttered, looking down at her chicken salad. "But Mom, what if I'm meant to be fat?"

Her mother sighed. "You're not. I was a little heavy at your age, and I lost it."

Arthur blinked, noting how Ariadne was not comforted by her mother's reassurance. The stairs began to loom again, and he noticed how she was walking down them. He followed her.

He blinked. He was in the dining hall of her college.

"Ari, come on, eat something substantial." He noticed she was sitting across from another girl, a pretty blonde. "All you eat is salad, its not good for you!"

Ariadne shrugged. "Well, its necessary." She put her fork in the cottage cheese, and raised some to her lips. Arthur noticed her grimace slightly.

"Ari, look, eating a few carbs isn't going to make you fat." The other woman's voice was consoling. "You need to eat them."

Ariadne shook her head. "No. Its fine."

Arthur swallowed, watching her as she left the room, and headed for the staircase. He followed her again, and pushed open the door.

To his shock, he was standing in his own apartment. He blinked as he heard his own voice. "Ari!"

"Yes, I'm in the kitchen!"

Arthur quickly hid himself in the walk in cupboard. He noticed "himself" striding into the kitchen, with an angry scowl on his face. "Look, what are you in here for?" he was glaring at her. "I'm taking you out for dinner, why do you feel the need to come in here and stuff your face?!"

"Arthur I wasn't, I-"

"Look, we've had this conversation! Yes, I know you were fat before - but if you get fat again, that's it! Do you have any idea how many other women I could date?!"

Ariadne looked at him, tears in her eyes. "Arthur, I wasn't eating anything, I swear-"

"Oh, for God's sake! Come on, we'd better go! And remember, just have a salad or something, and no dessert!" He shook his head. "Why do I have to get lumbered with a fat girl!"

Arthur felt sick to his stomach. Suddenly, the ground began to shake under his feet, and he started to blink. He turned his head, Ariadne looking at him.

"Is that what you really think of me?!" he demanded, suddenly furious. "Is it? Tell me!"

Ariadne, completely silent, dropped her eyes to the floor.

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