Very upset and confused by this, I end up staying with you for several days. During my stay I rant about my bf, seek your validation and well... eat all your snacks.
But I have no idea how much and how long I've been eating. Eventually, you ask me to leave when there is nothing left. As I leave your place through the same door I came in... something isn't right.
~ I cant fit through your door... I think your door shrank?🙁 Definitely not completely oblivious to the fact that my ass grew so much from all the snacks you gave me. Your tiny door made me stuck! Now you have to help me though!😤😮💨
