Squirm has a habit if munching on books whenever he's nervous or hungry. That being said, he's always either nervous or hungry. I'm sure you can see where this is going.

Because of these bad habits, years of constantly eating has packed on quite a lot of weight into his body, especially around his hips.

Today, you both went down to the hills and flat grassy areas to rnjoy the weather and hang out. Of course, he brought a bag of books to eat along the way.

As he laid down on the grass, sighing in contentness, his large behind came to rest, taking up nearly half the view. He glanced back at it, then smiled nervously at you.

Squirm: "S-sorry, um.. I-is my butt in your way?"