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She followed his line of sight to the duel oozing on the linoleum. She
frowned. “I suppose your friend should come too.”

Don’t let the skinny fuckers upset you. They’re just mad because they’re
hungry and have no asses.

As long as you don’t get arrested for eating anyone else, you should be ne.

Because fat isn’t something you wear, like a piece of clothing. When you live
with it long enough, when it’s a part of who you are, that shit goes all the way
down.

One by one the others introduced themselves. The vibe was friendly but
awkward, everyone clearly distracted by the elephant no longer in the room.

A glass case displayed
a handful of weapons used by the inhabitants of Erromango, an island oof
modern-day Vanuatu, which British explorer Captain Cook had attempted to land on and, after being driven owith violent force, claimed was inhabited by
“savage cannibals.”

On a good day it was irritating; on a bad day, he craved
violence. The problem wasn’t that he didn’t know that an apple was healthier
than a Snickers. His problem was the Hunger that didn’t care.

Did they really think he didn’t know that? Or did his doctors simply think he
was incapable of understanding, that the vessels of his brain were too gummed
up with accumulated fat for the information to reach the processing centers of his cerebral cortex?

Lizette called over her shoulder as she walked back to her room, “Just
remember: when the apocalypse comes, the skinny bitches starve rst.”

Sebastian, my first real boyfriend and an asshole of the highest order.