Glove Connection
Glove Connection Phillip lay in bed, swiping through the dating app, discouraged by all the "must haves" almost every woman had on their profile. The heart icon announced the few he saved that intrigued him. One he preferred – Emily – didn't live far from him and had many of the same interests. He focused on his own visage reflected on the phone screen. His chubby face mocked him, discouraging contact with anyone from the app. He got up and walked into his bathroom to shower. Phillip stared down the man in the mirror, daring him to say something. Studying his reflection, his hand gripped the folds of fat around his waist. Every flaw he studied, intent on finding new ones he'd missed. He took inventory of each in his mind. Overweight. Complexion marred by childhood acne. Red hair that was starting to thin at the top. Tilting his head to the side, he evaluated his jawline. Weak, he thought to himself in disgust. The names echoed in his head again. Fat Phil is the favo...