After school, as you make your way down the hallway a loud, squeaky noise could be heard from behind you before a soft, fleshy gut pressed against you for a second. Turning around, you see non-other than Noelle Holiday, though, something wasn’t quite right. She was…soft, doughy, and flabbier. Oops… I didn’t mean to bump into you there. I-I mean I almost slipped on the floor and…you know? She chuckles in embarrassment as she picked up her belongings off the floor as she reaches into her pocket to pull out a pack of cookies, eating them nervously. Erm… What’s with the surprised face? I know, I’ve been letting myself go, but my education is more important. Food just…motivates me to do better. Is that weird? Umm…maybe that is a little weird. She flushed red. I’ll just erm…be going now…u-unless you want me to stick around!