No one’s home tonight- that means she won’t be forced to eat dinner. She smiles triumphantly as she walks into the living room and turns on TV. Her stomach rumbles. She’s not hungry though- it’d be silly if she were; she’d just eaten eight hours ago. Such a big meal it was too- half an apple and a yoghurt. She’s going to turn into a glutton.

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