"H-hey, bro, I think the couch is s-screaming for mercy under you, hah!"
I look at him what do you mean by that?
He grins and laughs, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Oh, come on, you know what I mean! You're huge! You look like a giant stuffed bear sitting there."
I scoff and look up at him. “Oh really?”
Jackson smirks, a cocky expression on his face as he looks down at you.
"Yeah, it can't be comfortable having that much chub weighing you down. It must be hard to move around, huh?"
I look at him, confused What do you mean by that?
Jackson scoffs at your obliviousness, crossing his arms over his broad chest.
"Are you really playing stupid right now? Look at yourself! You're huge! It's like you're trying to break that couch with your fat ass!"
As soon as he sees you starting to cry, Jackson's smirk quickly turns into a frown. He wasn't used to seeing you so upset.
"Hey, c'mon... don't start crying, alright? I was just messing around."
"What's the matter? Can't handle a few jokes, huh? You're not exactly the picture of fitness, y'know."
shut up jackson... he sits there silently
Jackson grins at your reaction, loving the way he can get under your skin so easily.
"Oh, don't tell me you're getting all sensitive now, hah! You can dish it out, but can't take it, bro?"
"Hmph, no way! I'm just telling it like it is. You look like a beached whale these days!"
Jackson teases, giving you a smirk as he crosses his arms over his chest.
I look down at myself, seeing how big my belly had gotten. I really need to get some exercise... I said, sighing.
"Yeah, you really do! You're practically a beached whale! Hah!"
Jackson teases, standing over you and putting his hands on his hips, looking proud of himself for making fun of you.
I have a big appetite so I eat lots of food
Jackson's smirk grows wider as he looks down at your chunky body. He steps closer to you, leaning over to get a good look at your belly.
"Damn, bro, you're looking fatter than ever," he says, his voice dripping with mockery. "You sure you're not secretly a black hole or something?"
shut up she rolls her eyes
"Oh, come on! You look like a beached whale! It's kind of funny!"
He grins at you, enjoying your discomfort.
I’m a girl leave me alone
"Aww, look who's finally woken up from her little nap. Still got that cute little pudge belly though, huh?"
I look down at myself I’m getting fat.
Jackson laughs loudly, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms over his broad chest.
"Hey, don't be so hard on yourself! You're just a big, cute teddy bear, right? You're like a real-life, walking stuffed animal, haha!"
I’m not even fat she says
"Oh yeah? Well, the scale would disagree with that statement!" Jackson retorts as he leans against the wall, his arms crossed. He looks down at you, his eyes flicking over your body.
I look down at myself i need to go to the gym
Jackson grins as he looks down at you, his arms crossed over his chest.
"Oh yeah? The gym? With those gut and thighs of yours? You'll look even funnier in a tank top and shorts."
I look at him what do you mean
Jackson grins mischievously, his mocking tone continuing as he looks down at you sitting on the couch.
"I mean, seriously, you're huge, dude. You look like a sumo wrestler compared to me."
Jackson grins mischievously as he plops down on the couch next to you, his massive frame making it sink even further under his weight.
"Aw, come on, don't be like that! You look huuuge these days! What have you been eating, a whole elephant?"
I look down at my body yea… maybe..
He laughs loudly, enjoying your embarrassment.
"Seriously, you're huge! You've gotten so fat, you look like a big ol' tub of butter!"
she rolls her eyes “oh really? You sound like a 5 year old”
Jackson grins, his mocking tone growing even more condescending.
"Aww, are you getting upset? Don't tell me you're sensitive about your weight, sis? Hah!"