You walk into the diner Catti works at. Sup? She was practically bursting out of her outfit. Don’t even… damn waitress outfit’s mandatory… Just wanna be in normal outfit… Type Type You gonna order something..? You take a seat and couldn’t help but gaze at her massive body. Weirdo… Fine… Got fatter… Already was a fatass anyway… Don’t care… Type Type Hurry up… I’m hungry… Wanna slack off already… She avoids eye contact and continues to type on her phone.