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The Scales of Time Teaser
🕑 Added 2024-02-15 23:08:24 +0000 UTCAs promised, here's a bit of what's coming tomorrow morning.
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She clutched the watch in her fat fist and closed her eyes wishing more than anything that she could go back to sleep, sleep through this day and the next and never have to worry about her challenge. She could let Vivian take her spot and just her life humbly with what little power she had and not risk the punishment that would await her inevitable failure.
But sleep was impossible. Her anxiety saw to that, so Julie lumbered out of bed and decided to do the next best thing.
She went to get breakfast.
At the dining hall, Julie observed Eloise’s obese form as the former skinny bitch now had her bloated body behind the counter serving up sausage gravy and biscuits to the masses. Eloise's shoulders were slumped and her head hung in perpetual shame which really made her doughy double chin stand out. Her greasy hair hung limp but was largely held back by the hairnet she was forced to wear.
People who knew Eloise would snicker as she served them. Occasionally, as she slopped sausage gravy onto people’s plates, some of it would haphazardly splash back and land on the apron that encompassed Eloise’s expansive belly. As Julie approached she could see the remnants of gravy at the corners of Eloise’s mouth and on her chin along with the crumbs that covered the top of her shirt and signaled her own early morning messy pig out session.
Eloise refused to look up and make eye contact as she served Julie her food, but her entire fat body trembled at Julie’s presence.
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Julie settled down to her meal, stuffing herself with sausage and gravy, gorging on waffles slathered in butter, gulping down buttery grits, and demolished an entire plate dedicated to a delicious stack of bacon and a second plate dedicated solely to candied bacon. Julie chowed down on a feast fit for a pig as if it truly were her last meal. She even had a cup of coffee, a glass of whole milk, and a glass of orange juice to keep her diet balanced and healthy. Once she finished everything, she let out a tremendous burp and then began the arduous task of staring at the pocket watch while contemplating what she would get for seconds.
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The entire thing was an inscrutable and incredibly frustrating affair. Julie would have thrown the thing out the window if she was certain that it was the only chance she had in defeating Vivian. Still, she wanted nothing more than to give up and get herself some French toast sticks.
“Today’s the big day, huh?”
Julie looked up to see her fat Aunt Cassy standing there.
