"I'll go help Mikey find something. I saw how he kept tightening his belt all the way home. He was starting to look like he was wearing clown pants."
"Thank you,' Jon said.
"No problem," Zoe said, heading into her room to find something Mikey might want.
Karyn headed to Mikey's room to find something to change into. Mikey was already there, throwing stuff into a pile on the bed.
"I guess you want this stuff" Mikey said. "Well, it doesn't fit me, so take it," he said, angrily. "I'm going to have to wear Zoe's shit."
He threw a pair of cargo shorts at her. "I'm sorry, Mikey," Karyn said, softly, feeling as if she'd done something to make him so angry.
"Just put on the fucking shorts," Mikey said.
"Okay..." she said, taking her shoes off and swapping her ill-fitting pants for the shorts, but then discovering the shoes didn't fit her anymore, and letting Mikey give her slightly grubby, Velcro trainers and Pokémon socks. "Did I do something wrong?"
Mikey exhaled. "No...I just hate this..." he admitted. He stormed out of the room, leaving Karyn alone.
