When you wake up bloated af but craving a feeder to come straddle you and shove pastry after pastry down your throat till the waistband in your underwear snaps π₯΅ then takes you to the gym for a good leg day, belly hanging out, all out of breath. Then you hit the buffet before going home to drink melted ice creamβ¦ yeah okay whoβs doing that to me?