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Maga

“Hey, what are you two doing?” I asked June and Celine suspiciously when I entered my room. Celine was trying to get into some black pants, June was helping her with that but, it looks like the pants are way too tight for Celine now.

“Celine needed my help in wearing her pants,” June said while trying so hard to pull the pants up. I chuckled at what was happening.

“June, I don't think you can make Cee wear that. That pants look tight, maybe Cee you have outgrown it.” I suggested. And Celine glared at me before trying to pull the pants up herself.

“Are you calling me fat, Scar?” Celine asked me, exasperated.

“No, I just stated the obvious. You have outgrown it.” I said, shrugging my shoulders. And from the corner of my eye, I saw June nod her head in agreement.

“Well, I don't want either of you to help. I can put my hands myself. And I am not fat.” Celine proclaimed and made her way towards the bathroom and banged the door behind her.