Helena's staring at it for a long, long moment. She can't help it. Compared to the glass of nonfat milk she has...
Not that I'm worried about the milkshake going straight to my hips or anything. She'd never been one of those girls. She'd faked it well at Gotham Academy, but she'd never actually gone to the restroom to purge the way most of her classmates had. But that would give me a hell of a sugar crash. And she couldn't afford that, could she?
In spite of herself, her stomach may have rumbled against her in argument.
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Helena's staring at it for a long, long moment. She can't help it. Compared to the glass of nonfat milk she has...
Not that I'm worried about the milkshake going straight to my hips or anything. She'd never been one of those girls. She'd faked it well at Gotham Academy, but she'd never actually gone to the restroom to purge the way most of her classmates had. But that would give me a hell of a sugar crash. And she couldn't afford that, could she?
In spite of herself, her stomach may have rumbled against her in argument.