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“You’ve been quiet, Toms,” Niki murmurs as she brushes a curl out of his face, eyes tender as her eyebrows furrow softly in concern. “Infact— you’ve been very quiet as of late. I didn’t– I didn’t want to address this with you, but– Tommy, I’m worried. We’re all worried about you. Are you– have you been struggling with eating? I’ve– fuck that, we’ve noticed some disruptive patterns, Toms; are you–”
And that— that pushes Tommy to his breaking point.
They were his friends, not his fucking parents.
“Oh my fucking hell!” Tommy screams, pushing Niki’s tender touch away. Suddenly, he feels the weight of all eyes on him—so he turns to address the eavesdropping audience. Everyone has varying degrees of concern drawn on their face, and anxiety boils into anger. “Fuck all of you, Jesus Christ! How many times do I have to say ‘no’ for you to fuck off and take the hint? I don’t have a fucking eating disorder! I don’t have a fucking eating disorder! I am fine! My eating is fine!”
5 times Tommy exhibits the dialogue patterns of someone with an eating disorder, and the one time he admits to having one.