chapter 2- august 7th (part 4)

“250lbs!” Taylor laughed, as she put down her drink and turned toward Ellie.

“Eww! No way!” Ellie cringed at the thought of seeing herself that fat.

“At that weight, even walking wouldn’t be easy for you.” Taylor reminded Ellie with a joking wink.

“I’ll never get that fat by Thanksgiving! Not even if Wallis fed me non-stop every day!” Ellie protested, as she shook her head enthusiastically in the universal motion for ‘no.’

“We’ll see what happens. But be ready for anything.” Taylor smiled, as she held her drink up for a toast.

“Thanks for the heads up. To good hunting!” Ellie toasted, as she began to gulp down her drink.

“I’ll make the next report more informative.” Taylor admitted, once she took a break from drinking.

“Umm! Thank you.” Ellie coughed, as she finished her entire margarita and shook herself in response.

“Dang, you can really drink.” Taylor admitted, dumbstruck that the Barbie in front of her had just consumed so much alcohol so casually.

“True. Let’s dance. We look way to comfortable over here. I don’t want Wallis to think I’m a lesbian.” Ellie muttered, as she got up and pulled Taylor out of her chair.

“What am I not good enough for you?” Taylor joked, as she placed her hands on her soft hips.

“Haha, I don’t date fat chicks.” Ellie winked, as she spotted Wallis and Lily grinding on each other.

“Earth to Ellie, 169lbs is not fat.” Taylor protested, as Ellie’s mind was off in another world.

“Spoken like a true fatty, hahaha! Come on piglet!” Ellie patted her butt to signal Taylor like one might signal a dog.