Of course there were no shops that 'sold' anorexic people - that must have been a delusion of her sugar-deprived brain. So, first, some food! Hillary grabbed handfuls of the morsels on the table in front of her, then dropped her enormous butt back into her chair. It creaked beneath her - further proof of her awesome size - as she gobbled down the food. Buns, fruit, cheese, noodles, chicken, beef, vegetables - it didn't matter what it was, Hillary consumed it all! Fortunately, her mother loved to cook, so there was always an array of tempting food in the house.
As Hillary's gourmandising steadily filled her capacious tummy, her thoughts tumbled. Of course, the place to look for an anorexic was at school! There were lots of skinny waifs at her school, some of them must be anorexic! Could she just go up to them and ask?
Or wait in the washroom after lunch for one of them to come in and barf?
Or should she scout for them them on the web, first? Maybe on Myspace, or the chatrooms at the school?
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