Ralphie May Weight Novels & Stories

“I was trying to have a quiet breakfast with my woman.” “So?” Riley asked. “You can’t always get what you want.” Their waffles and pancakes arrived. Alfie slapped his friends’ hands away so they didn’t try to steal his food or Chloe’s. She had gone oddly silent, and he hated it. He’d wanted to talk to her, not have breakfast with his friends there. They distracted the moment by asking her about the city. If she was dating anyone, and she happened to mention the guy called Reginald, who sucked, big time. Of course, anyone she dated would suck.

She winks at me. I gasp, holding my chest dramatically. "Did you know I was coming?" She smirks and throws a pillow at me. "I missed you, so I decided to make your favorite." "I missed you too." The door opens, revealing Ralph. He's dressed up in a shirt and baggy trouser. It looks so ridiculous on him. Ralph will never wear such. "Karen?" His eyes widens. "It's not Thanksgiving yet." I roll my eyes at him. "A hug will do Ralph."

The smell alone was already far more appealing than anything the previous cook had ever served. Beside her, Maddie picked up a small bowl of salad. “Watching my weight,” Maddie had declared earlier with dramatic seriousness. Maya glanced sideways at her friend’s plate as they carried their trays toward an empty table. Watching her weight? Maya resisted the urge to roll her eyes. If Maddie kept “watching her weight” like that, one strong gust of wind might eventually carry her away. The girl was already so thin it was borderline ridiculous. But then again…

She gritted her teeth in anger. "My wife says she will have some watermelon juice instead." Ralph suddenly said and Vivian's eyes went wide again. He doesn't mean it. She hasn't eaten a single thing since yesterday. Bella had a concerning look on her face, "Are you on a diet, Vivian?" She asked. Vivian shook her head negatively. Shit! Ralph just put her in an uncomfortable situation. First, he didn't tell her about them spending months in his parents house and second, he is trying to deny her food? That's ridiculous!

RALPH As I carried Keilah, her body felt fragile and light in my arms. Her breathing was shallow, and I could feel the tremors of pain coursing through her. Each step I took was fueled by a mix of fury, desperation, and an overwhelming need to protect her. The power that had surged through me only moments ago left me feeling drained, yet I was determined to get her to safety. I held her close, my heart aching at the sight of her pale, unconscious form.

said Stella. Felicity scoffed and said, "I would believe you if you looked the way you do now back in high school. I've seen the pictures, you know? You literally weighed at least 130 pounds back then. I don't think an attractive teenage boy would've wanted to hit on you." Stella's face darkened upon hearing that. "Excuse you? I didn't weigh 130 pounds. I was 120 pounds at most. Plus, I'm tall. It's normal for me to weigh a little more than the other girls in school."

Raeleigh fell silent, eating her food. Despite the upsetting conversation, Jepherson would still put some sides into her food container from time to time. "No more." Raeleigh was really stuffed. But Jepherson took a glance at Raeleigh and continued to feed her. Raeleigh paced around her office after the meal. She was so stuffed that she could barely move. "You're not fat. You don't have to burn off all those calories walking around like that." "It's all your fault!" Raeleigh refuted, but Jepherson was amused.

And I don't seem to be the only one in that. Suddenly Ralph picks me up, smiling happily, tosses me into the air and catches me again. Startled, I stare at him at first, disbelief plastered on my face. "Hey, how strong you are!" I shout in awe as I fall around his neck for support. Now Ralph is almost dying with laughter. "Come on, you barely weigh anything. I could catch you easily. I'm really used to more weight," he boasts. Quickly I extricate myself from his arms and set off running. If he wants to play, I'm in for it. He had not counted on this, keeps looking stiffly at my disappearing figure for some seconds before he started moving.

"I have my books in there too." "I see," he said. Their food arrived and Raven hungrily tucked in. Last night she hadn't eaten well with her mom continuously singing praises for the socialite club. Ralph loved her genuineness. She didn't care much about dieting and maintaining her figure. She had a healthy appetite and wasn't ashamed of it. In fact, Ralph was interested to know how she maintained her delicious figure. Now that she was moving into his apartment, that wouldn't be a difficult job to do.

He frowned, trying to pull her away. "What's the rush?" Evelyn refused to leave, pouting. "There are so many desserts. I can't finish them all by myself. Why not give Ms. Clark some?" Ralph awkwardly winked at Catelyn to indicate his innocence. Catelyn knew that he was Ralph since Cedrick was still in the rest area. "It's easy to gain weight if you eat too much at night. Look, your waist has gotten thicker. When a woman loses shape, her man is likely to cheat."