So it might have been nothing.
Like, Piper might have been able to convince herself that it was just a trick of the light or something. She was still kinda sleepy and their Mom had a thing against overhead lighting. Maybe it was like the way she was sitting or something or maybe it was the way Parker was sitting or whatever. Piper told herself that it could have been anything...
But as Parker stretched like a cat, throwing her olive toned arms up in the air and arched her back, Piper would have been hard pressed to find an excuse for that little belly that poked out from underneath Parker's old Ke$ha t-shirt. Underneath the blue and purple hem, Parker's stretching had released a little curve. And as she settled back into her place, her daily Steve Wilkos indulgence commencing, she sat back in a way that didn't quite allow her shirt room to fall back over the little roll nestled on top of her previously flat stomach.
And honestly, the more Piper looked at her... Parker just seemed a little bigger than usual, y'know?
It wasn't really a surprise or anything. Parker had the motivation and drive of a slug. All she did was lay around the house all day, shuffling from her room to the couch to the pantry before she and a couple of her degenerate friends from high school got together and decided to go out clubbing. With the amount of alcohol that her sister consumed on a daily basis, Piper was honestly kind've shocked she hadn't gone into liver failure—let alone put on a couple of pounds.
Were those actual love handles?
"God can you believe this?" Parker snorted, "What a piece of trash, right?"
"What?" Piper blinked, distracted by the emergence of the slightest second chin whenever her sister spoke, "I, uh... what?"
"Like, of course he's the father, right?" Parker continued, clearly as engaged as their conversation as Piper was as she cracked a Coke open, "Gawd. Like, she looks just like him. These are just straight garbage-tier people."
Parker lifted the coke can over her head and killed it—Piper had seen her do that plenty of times with beer. Maybe that was where all that mysterious mass had come from? She had been drinking a lot of soda lately, come to think of it. But then again, she—
"BURRAAARRP!!" Parker let out a belch loud enough to rattle the panes on their sliding glass door, "Ururp... damn. That was a good one."
"It was." Piper conceded, "Bravo."
Okay, so she wasn't that different. Honestly, Piper was surprised by this point that Parker hadn't started filling out beforehand. All that girl did was eat, party, drink and sleep. Even still, should she say something? Like, it may have been rude to call someone out on their weight, but Parker looked to have put a lot of it on. They were still sisters, after all...
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