Wendy walks in a bit weirded out by her friend's new size. After grabbing a giant tub of ice cream, Wendy sits down on Elaine's seemingly wider couch. Elaine sits down next to her taking up twice the room Wendy does and starts eating some ice cream and washing it down with a large bowl of melted chocolate.
Wendy looked around at Elaine's living room. None of Elaine's dance mats or basketballs were anywhere to be found and in family photos Elaine always looked incredibly fat. "Umm.. Elaine, where did you put your dance mats?" Wendy asked as Elaine licked chocolate from around her lips.
"My what?" She replied puzzled.
"Your dance mats. You're the best dancer in the school."
Elaine laughed at that. "Haha, that's funny. I've never owned any dancing stuff. Who'd want to waste time moving when I could be eating and watching movies?"
"Yeah... I guess you're right." Wendy said a bit weirded out by these events. "Am I dreaming?" She asked herself aloud.
"I hope not. This chocolate is too good to be a dream." Elaine said chugging down some more.
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