Moonspear informal disco

The comment on her appearance made Galaxy flinch slightly. Hydra said it in a very condemning tone, yet scrawny was preferable to fat, wasn't it? Her sister's use of that word—"fat"—made her jerk again, more visibly. Her lips pursed as she considered her elder sibling's words. She glanced sideways at the water again, thinking of her almost skeletal face.

But even having seen it for herself, Galaxy could only shrug in response. She had barely spoken to Vela ever since overhearing her trash talk that day. The words lingered in her head to this day, although their influence had begun to fade as the relationship between the two sisters dwindled down into nothing. As they became more and more disenfranchised, Vela's opinion seemed less important.

"I guess not anymore," she whispered.