As the evening went on, Allyson found herself continuously restocking her candy supply. Each time, she would return to the sack, pick out another handful and return to the couch, but five minutes later, it was all gone, so the process kept repeating itself, and each time, the handfuls got a little larger. She was doing it almost by default now, not really even thinking about how much sugar she was consuming, or the fact that she hadn't actually made herself any dinner yet.
After the fourth trip, she just grabbed the sack and dragged it to the couch, dumping it beside the arm rest and she put her feet up and kept reaching for more. Her hand ferried gummies, chocolates and all manner of assorted candies into her mouth with surprising speed. All the while, she just carried on watching the TV, her eyes taking on a blank, emotionless stare as she digested both her candy and a trash reality show where a group of people had to date each other while living in the same house for a week. She didn't usually even watch that much television, let alone a show like this and would often prefer reading, but tonight she couldn't bring herself to turn it off.
Her attention was finally diverted from the candy when she heard the door open, and Sandy returned from her shift. Looking over at her arm, she found it mid way towards the bag, and pulled it back, surveying the sea of empty wrappers that had accumulated beside her. "Huh...didn't realise I'd eaten that many."
"What's that?" Sandy asked, hanging up her jacket.
"Oh...nothing..." Allyson replied, sheepishly gathering up the wrappers in her arms and walking them to the trash.
"You finally cracked open the candy, huh?" Sandy asked.
"Yeah," Allyson said, dumping the wrappers in the bin. "They're actually really good. They're a bit moreish though, I didn't realise I'd eaten so many."
"Have you actually had any dinner or anything?" Sandy asked, making her way to the kitchen.
"Yeah I..." But as she went to answer, Allyson realised she hadn't. Weird, she could've sworn she had eaten, but now that she thought about it, all she had had since getting home was candy. Though, now that she thought about it, she really wasn't hungry. All that sugar had taken the edge off whatever appetite she had. "Actually no, but I'm good."
"Filled up on candy, huh?" Sandy chuckled. "Careful you don't eat too much of that stuff, it can't be good for you."
Allyson knew that was probably right, but she found herself reaching for just a few extra chocolates before bed. She had been so busy snacking that she had forgotten to change out of her work outfit, and as she returned to her room, she noticed a slight bulge beneath her shirt. "Huh...must have eaten a bit too much I guess," she thought, unbuttoning her shirt to reveal a slightly bloated stomach.
Changing into her pyjamas, Allyson climbed into bed and soon drifted off to sleep...
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