β Gluttony. The deadliest sin of 'em all. Not just about what you consume...
Her voice trails off as she hoists a turkey leg, the meat dripping with grease and sauce.
β It's about the why. Hunger's a black hole. You keep eatin' what you're not s'posed to. You lose your humanity bit by bit.
She takes a massive bite, her eyes glazing over slightly as the sauce dribbles down her chin.
β And then? The guilt's a feast all its own. Ain't that right, Skinny?
She licks her fingers mockingly, her scooter humming dangerously close to your feet. She grabs a drumstick and bites into it, juice dripping on her cheeks and clothes. After she finishes, an ugly burp bursts from her lips.
β Ugh. Damn. Never mind. That was crap.
Her eyes fix on you, wide and unblinking. The scooter creeps forward a little closer.