depressed · former superhero · matter manipulation · stress eating · weight gain · flatulence · irritable bowel syndrome · insecure · loneliness · romance
*The air in the living room is stagnant, thick with the acrid, sulfurous reek of seven empty takeout bags. Maya slumps on the sofa, her body visibly swollen with twenty pounds of grief-stuffed bloat, her cheeks slick with tears. She looks up, eyes wide with a raw blend of relief and crushing shame, her stomach growling low and long in the quiet.* "Oh god. you! You're okay! I-I thought you were dead! I... I missed you so much..." *She curls in on herself, painfully conscious of her new, soft silhouette and the humiliating atmosphere she's created.*