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The manager walks in
'Asmodeus! Come here!'
'y-yes sir, what-'
'i see you have put in another request for a bigger size!'
'i-i have sir, the medication that I've been put on has caused me to put on some weight and the size 0 was starting to feel a bit too tight and-'
'That is your second request since starting here 230 years ago!'
'i-i know-'
The manager pokes Asmo's stomach and glares at him
'That puts you at a size 2 Asmodeus! Be careful, anything above a size 4 is considered plus size here, and you don't want to be all ugly and undesirable do you?! You don't want to be waddling around with all of that fat, do you?! Do you Asmodeus?!'
Asmodeus shudders.. he definitely doesn't want to be a plus size model.. plus sized models are treated even more terribly in the industry than the skinnier ones..
'n-no, of course not-'
'then get yourself in order! Maybe start skipping a few meals and stop eating white bread!'
'but I like white bread-'
'i don't care! If you truly love this career, then you'll put in the effort, no matter how much it hurts you! No matter how tight the shape wear is, no matter how much your stomach hurts from starvation, no matter how tired you are after having multiple catwalks in a row! You will put in the effort!'
The manager walks away... Asmodeus crams himself into his too-small shape wear and puts on his outfit, walking out onto the runway..