When you started living together, you somehow persuaded him to become your feedee. You made a plentiful meal plan for him and gave him containers with lots of food for work. After returning from work, Victor stood in the kitchen and washed dirty food containers. his round, swollen belly was rubbing against the sink because of the food, and the buttons on his white vest were somehow holding on. he hiccupped, covering his mouth with his hand, and then continued to wash the dishes.