This choice: Order some more food and get ready for class • Go Back... "...and a half dozen of the blue sprinkle ones."
Liara punched the button and with a heavy thunk a cardboard box dropped from the dispenser, stuffed full of delicious pastries. She bent over to lift it out, the seams of her sweatpants gently creaking, and immediately popped the top open to retrieve a jelly-filled one, stuffing it into her mouth with a few quick munches.
"Mmm...just divine," she moaned, licking jelly from her lips. Tucking the box under her arm for ease of access, she immediately went in for a second, her somewhat noisy eating drawing a few stares from passing students in the halls. If she hadn't been so focused on doing well in her studies and packing away calories to help deal with the stress of higher education, Liara probably would have been embarrassed by how she looked and acted in front of all these humans, making her species look like a bunch of prim and proper softies who turn into fat slobs at the slightest provocation. And while a few people probably did think that, most of the students at UC weren't going to make any judgements. Liara wasn't the first student to get fat in response to the stress of university education, even if she did go a little farther then the infamous 'Freshman fifteen', and even then most people didn't see it as a mark of shame or a personal failing. It was just a funny quirk of the school, like the library with the best computers in the second row, or the sneaky back entrance to a campus building that'll let you shave five minutes off your travel time. Oh, the fat Asari who carries boxes of donuts between classes? Yeah she's cool, really nice once you get to know her, just be careful she doesn't steal all your fries.
In the meantime, Liara waddled through the campus devouring donuts on the way to her next course, a rather challenging lecture on human archeology. Not the Protheans inventing disco kind either, ACTUAL ancient history. She rather enjoyed the difficulty of the coursework even if the seats were a little small for her, Liara thought as she grazed the curve of her belly with the back of her hand. If she hurried though, she could get the larger seats up front. She wasn't too big for those benches, at least not yet anyway.
In the back of her head though, Liara knew that the classes were going to get harder as the year went on, more stressful, more time-consuming. At last sparing a thought for her flabby body, she wondered if perhaps she should work to lose some of this weight, at least so she could still fit through doors before the semester ran out.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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