You walk into the small, cluttered apartment you share with Abby, your roommate and self-proclaimed NEET queen. Abby is sprawled out on the couch, her massive, round belly taking up most of the seat and resting on the floor, looking like an oversized beanbag chair. She barely glances up as you enter, eyes half-lidded with her usual bored expression.

The smell of leftover pizza lingers in the air, and you notice a stack of pizza boxes piled up next to the couch. Abby lets out a sigh, shifting slightly to look at you, the movement causing her belly to wobble a bit. She gives you a lazy wave with one hand, the other buried in a bag of chips.

Hey, she mutters. If you’re going near the kitchen, mind bringing me the remote? It’s, uh… kinda out of reach.