Nope.

“Sorry. I’ve got nothing,” Jane said after pretending to look. “You’ll just have to stay naked. Besides, it’s your own fault, unless you have something to tell me.”

Lauren shook her head as she was shoved into the back of the police car. “No.”

“Alright then, let’s get back to the station. We can do proper testing there,” Jane said. “But... I have to ask... what happened to your boobs?”

Lauren’s eyes widened and her face turned red. “What?”

“Your boobs? I’m well aware the famous ‘Lauren’ is known for having boobs. So what happened?” Jane asked as she drove, lights flashing.

Lauren looked down. “Well... I um wore padded bras.”

“How come?” Jane asked.

“Because it’s like you said. Girls like me, we don’t strip naked like that,” Lauren said. “I mean look at me. My boobs are tiny. My stomach is fat. My butt is so... chubby. It’s embarrassing. It’s humiliating. And the worst... I can’t grow any pubic hairs. I shaved them once and that was it. They never grew back.”

“Then why bully others for their appearance?” Jane asked.

“Because it made me feel better,” Lauren said, lip quivering. “I don’t know why, but every time I made fun of someone else, it was another time someone other than me was getting made fun of. And to me it was the only way to remove attention away from me.”

Jane sighed. “Do you know who I am?” she asked.

Lauren said. “No. Should I?”

“I’m the mother of one of the girls you bullied. Patricia Powell. Does that ring a bell?” Jane asked.

Lauren gulped. “Y-yeah. I’m really sorry. I... I know what I did to Patricia was wrong and cruel and... I’m sorry. Really. I am. I should never have... done what I did to her.”

“Do you remember what you did to her?” Jane asked.

“Yes, ma’am. I remember all of my targets. But I distinctly remember her. Fatty Patty... I had her stripped naked and then... I... I circled her fat parts with permanent ink. And I made her... I made her run around with her hands tied behind her back with everything on display. I really regretted doing it. Please, I... I’m sorry,” Lauren said.

“Answer me honestly, off the record,” Jane said. “I won’t charge you if you’re honest. Did you drink today?”

“Off the record?” Lauren said.

“I promise anything you say for the next minute will not be used against you,” Jane said. “That’s not to say you won’t be prosecuted later, but I will only use our station tools. Besides, I’m going to find out as soon as we get there anyways.”

“Yes,” Lauren said. “I did drink today.”

“How much?” Jane asked.

“I don’t know. Maybe... 5 shots?” Lauren said.

“Five shots and you stripped naked?” Jane asked.

“Not exactly,” Lauren said, blushing. “I... I was at a strip club. And I was... really horny. That’s when I stripped naked. In my car. I guess I didn’t think to put clothes on.”

“But you drove while drunk,” Jane said.

Lauren nodded.

“That was really stupid, Lauren. Underage drinking is one thing. But drinking and driving? You could have killed someone or yourself.”

Lauren frowned and looked away.

“Lauren, please. I’m not going to judge you. But... why... why all of this? Why the bullying? Why the drinking? Why all this negativity?”

“Because... it’s better this way,” Lauren said. “If I showed the real me... everyone would leave me. I’d be teased and made fun of. I’d be a laughingstock. My mom would disown me. My friends would leave me.”

“How do you know it would be that bad? Has it happened before?” Jane asked.

Lauren nodded slowly. “Before I stuffed I would get made fun of a lot. Especially in middle school and freshman year of high school. They called me little baby Lauren. One girl **** me to wear diapers and made me parade down the halls. The teachers didn’t do shit to stop them. In fact, they encouraged it. One girl would steal my clothes any time I showered in gym. I would have to do things to get them back. Sophomore year I had enough. I changed everything and took over the school by storm. And I’ve been the way I am ever since and it’s worked. I can’t go back. I can’t go back to little baby Lauren.”

Jane frowned. “I’m sorry, Lauren. I wish the world was better than that.”

Lauren nodded. “Me too.”

“I’ll tell you what. I’ll let you go if you promise to do better. If you promise me that, I’ll drive you home, you can get yourself some clean clothes. And if you can just try to be a tolerable person, I won’t look twice. But, if I hear you causing problems again, I’ll have to do something about it. Does that sound fair?”

Lauren nodded. “Thank you. Please, I’m really sorry.”

“And Lauren, if you need to talk, please call. I’ll leave you my phone number,” Jane said.

“Thank you,” Lauren said. “Um... you don’t think people... recognized me do you? When they stopped their cars?”

“I doubt it. It was dark out even with the headlights and the cars were fairly far away. Besides you do look really different naked than you do with your whole get up on,” Jane said.

Lauren nodded seemingly satisfied with that answer as Jane turned down the road, and into Lauren’s drive way. “Thank you again.”

“Oh and Lauren? No more drinking,” Jane said.

Lauren nodded. “Okay.”

Lauren quickly headed inside her house after Jane undid the handcuffs. Lauren ran to her room and laid on her bed. She sighed as she thought about everything that had just happened. And she couldn’t help but cry as she let the tears fall.