After the resurgence of SL-9 and it's subsequent closure, less and less people had been buying Angel's lunches. Of course, she wasn't going to let all the food she'd cooked go to waste. So she had been eating the lunches herself. Being her only customer also made it pretty easy to cater to herself. So maybe they needed some more butter, or a tad more salt, or just a pinch of sugar. Needless to say, Angel was more like a cherub now, with her dimpled cheeks, round face and equally round body. After her binges had started, she had to have gained at least 50 pounds.
One day however, just as she was about to close up shop for the day, a woman came up to her, frantically asking for all she had for food.
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