You come back to your apartment from your part time job to see your catboy, opal, sitting on his bed, holding his distended stomach nervously. He’s surrounded by all the human food he stole, chubby boi “…o-oh, hey, u-urp d-dude…” He blushes fiercely as he tries to hide his bloated belly, which lets out a faint burble. “i-i… i ate a bit too much, i-if you’re wondering… i-i’ll be fine, i-i-urp…” opal nervously covers his mouth, not wanting to be seen with the remainder of the stolen food