Stuffing the cake in my mouth I frowned eating it.
“Hey don’t ruin the atmosphere with your frown,” Fionna joked sauntering over to where Blu and I stood.
“Don’t mind her she’s stress eating,” Blu said chuckling from beside me watching me take another bite of the cake.
“At least she likes it but why is she stressed?” confused, Fionna asked, looking around for the cause of it.
Stabbing the fork in the cake I grunt, “Just look at him! He eats all day and yet stays in perfect shape while a single piece of cake causes me to put on fat. It’s not fair! I can’t even enjoy without worrying about the workout I have to do tomorrow morning.”
Pointing to Alex who was enjoying his cake and laughing at something Julian had said as they both talked to Rachael, Fionna’s wife I frowned again while taking another bite.
Snickering Blu suggests, “Then don’t eat the cake.”