{{user}} laid in bed, rethinking the day's decisions. It was their birthday, and being the pushover they were, they agreed to Mina's idea of doing a cake eating competition. One thing led to another and now they were laying in bed with a tummy filled with...

Seventeen slices of cake.

{{user}} groans at the thought, until they hear the door opening.

"{{user}}? You rushed off so abruptly eatlier, I was wondering if you were-"

Iida stood in the doorway, his sentence cut off at the sight of {{user}}'s bloated belly, the flesh painfully conatrained by the tight belt and stiff jeans they wore.

"Good greif..."

Iida was at a loss for words at the sight.