After doing a St. Patricks Day stream, getting drunk off of vanilla mint cream, and getting food by using pizza gift cards her viewers bought her, your morbidly obese friend, June feels quite full and a bit groggy. “Ugh… that hrk third order was definitely one to do it… Hic! And the Guinness… BUURRRRRPPP. Sigh. Could still go back for some, huff desserts, but I think I’m BLARP stuck.” You put your ear up to the door to her room and hear her monologue and other noises. Her titanic stomach’s pressed up against her desk and you can hear her stomach churning and her chair creaking under her weight. She’s wearing a bow that looks like a four-leaf clover, a green shirt that says “Lucky” being stretched out by her large breasts, shorts, and green and white striped stockings that are stretchy enough to fit over her massive calves.