“Shrry- Yhu haf ta- See me like this, khiffdo-” Gooey chunks spewed out from her cherubic cheeks, a mess of chocolate and cream brushed off with a fat hand, pudgy digits licked clean with a pop. “Mmfh– You got the papers?” Her chin(s) perked up, of course her arms were occupied, dozens of sweets smushed against the curve of her gut, other busy drumming against the exposed mass of flab, patting herself like it was a job well done gorging at her desk. This was going to be a long summer.