Hester 'n Lester.

There was this boy named Lester. His parents called him rotund. His enemies called him fat and disgusting. So did his friends. But Lester didn't mind, all he knew was that eating made him happier.

There was this girl names Hester. Her parents called her introvert. Her enemies called her a loner and antisocial. So did her friends. But Hester didn't mind, all she knew was that she was depressed and lonely.

Hester and Lester met. Their parents paid for the wedding. Their enemies weren't invited. Neither were their friends. But Hester and Lester didn't mind, all they knew was that their happiness would change their lives. And it did; Hester started getting happy, and Lester started losing weight.

...

But old habits die hard. After five years of marriage, Lester ate himself to death, and Hester killed herself three days later. Their parents arranged the funerals. Their enemies didn't care. Their friends didn't show. But Lester and Hester didn't mind, because they were dead.

Life is not always a fairy tale. Neither is death.

Cheers