Josh grabs a slice of pizza and pushes the rest of the plate to Rob. "You could use this more than me. Don't get me wrong, I do love all this, but it takes a lot of discipline to maintain a physique like this. You on the other hand," he leans over and pats Rob's gut, "looks like you're still growing and I don't want to deprive you of your growth fuel."
Rob pushes the plates away, glaring. "What's that supposed to mean? Are you making fun of me?"
Josh grins sideways. "Not at all. I think everyone has an ideal look and build and while I like my build as is, I wouldn't want to see you with it. Quite the opposite. I think that gut looks good on you but would look better if even bigger. That's all." He pushed the plates back towards Rob. "Don't worry about it and just enjoy the freedom. If you'd like," he picked up a slice of pizza off the plate, holding it up to Rob's mouth, "I'd be happy to help."
Rob pushed it away. "Is there something wrong with you?" He asked, jumping up. "Are you some kind of pervert or something? Do you get off on trying to ruin other people? This is just sick!" He stormed out of the dorm, failing to slam the door as the hinges slowed it. He didn't even know where he was going and wasn't even sure how long he was out until the streetlights came on, snapping him out of his rage.
"Okay, Rob. Deep breaths." He mumbled. "He probably didn't mean anything by it. Let's just go back and try to sort this out so that this year isn't a year off hell."
When he got back to the dorm half an hour later, out of breath from the entirely uphill trek back to the dorm, Josh jumped up from the couch.
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