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A curated story about weight gain in the Mass Effect universe.
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Chapter #8

"Sure thing, Commander!"

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"Strawberry! Ma'am!"

Ashley straightened up in imitation of parade rest.

"Noted!"

The commander smiled as she walked back toward the counter.

Ashley took the time to clear away the trash from the table and return their trays, careful to avoid letting the greasy wrappers anywhere near her crisp dress uniform. She might have a bit of the scent of a fryer on her, but she'd look immaculate in the inevitable photoshoot. At least she'd showered.

As the commander returned with the shakes, it was Ash's turn to ask a question.

"How does it feel? Getting your first full command like this?"

"It should have been Anderson."

"A Spectre needs a ship of her own. This way we can go pull that Turian bastard out of whatever hole he's crawled into."

Shepard nodded in silent agreement and took a sip of her milkshake. She clearly had more to say, but was holding it in for now.

"These are pretty great. You know they use real ice cream?"

"No shit?"

"Well, reconstituted ice cream, but they really put it in a mixer!"

Ashley did her best to look impressed. It was a pretty good shake, but right now she was mostly thinking about how many extra sets it'd put her back on tomorrow's workout. Enjoy the moment, Ash.

"Let's take these to go. I still need to freshen up a bit before tonight. Can't have the hope of humanity showing up in sweats!"

Shepard laughed and stood up. Ashley got the feeling her commander was also looking to clear her head a bit before the launch.

"I'm going to finish mine here, but I'll see you in a few!"

As her commander's back receded into the crowd, Ashley leaned back in her chair. She briefly considered loosening her belt a notch, before remembering that she had already trimmed her belt to remove the excess overhang, so there weren't any holes to spare.

Such was the price of looking like a million credits. She thought with a wry grin. She tossed back the last of her milkshake like one of the mediocre beers she'd had on Eden Prime.

Just a little extra cardio, Ash. You've got this.

You have the following choices:

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1. Later, at the castoff ceremony...

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2. On the way to the docking bay...

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