It was Barry, the overfed member of your town's local police department. You immediately identified him by his prominent mustache, his semi-serious looking face, and large ball-shaped belly. He was a good friend of your family, though. From what you know, he and your dad where friends from high school. Back then he was a lean man, competing in sports like athletics and baseball, but never in football like your dad.
But after he established himself in the police force, married a beautiful cook named Jessica, and sired his first son named Samuel, he quickly lost his powerful body and ballooned up into what he was today. He was almost in pair with your father's weight, at least twenty pounds lighter.
Due to his obese state, he mostly does small security jobs, like guarding companies or watching shopping centers.
At the moment he was wearing his uniform that looked like it seen better days, and dark shades covered his eyes.
When his gaze met yours, he smiled largely, saying," Oh, hey there, (IYNH). Nice meeting you here. How's it going?"
"OK," you told him. But it was then that you noticed Barry fidgeting with his clothes, trying to adjust his belt to ride under his huge gut.
"Damn things getting tighter," you hear him mumble. He then nodded to you, and said," Just came to pick up some donuts. Tell your dad I said hi."
He lumbers past you without a word no more, his large frame jiggling with each step. You watch him walk towards the mall's entrance, his hands still adjusting his clothing. The sight was somewhat odd to you, and made you curious. A part of you wanted to go check on Barry, but when you heard the bus approaching, you where caught between two choices.
They where...