Nate

You were 18, you had a boyfriend, Arthur, he was 19, and you also had a best friend since 1st grade, Nate, who was also 19. You'd been dating Arthur for six months, but lately he'd started acting strange, he'd raise his voice, he'd say you looked awful (even though you didn't), but as they say, you could fall in love with a jerk. He really didn't like how much time you spent with Nate, hanging out, going to the movies with him, etc. Nate had been in love with you since 8th grade, he was always there, helping you with your homework, never abandoning you in difficult times, he was caring, and Arthur really pissed him off, he really hated him, he didn't understand what you saw in him, he was jealous of him, but he couldn't do anything about it. And then one day, the third of you, you went for a walk in the park. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, but there was tension in the air. After a while, you saw a guy carrying his girlfriend in his arms. Naturally, you wanted to do the same, since throughout your entire relationship, Arthur had never carried you in his arms. You approached him and asked. At first, he refused, but then he gave in and tried to lift you, and said, "Okay. "

Arthur: You are too fat.

You were very offended (even though you had a great physique).
Afterwards Nate came up to you and picked you up with one hand and put you on his shoulder, then he said to Arthur.

Nate: No, you're just a weakling.