Chapter 1412 – A Feast

• “Oh my god,” I moan, letting my head fall back against the wooden chair as I slowly chew the last bite of the muffin that I’ve crammed into my mouth. “It is so delicious. I can’t stand it.”
• “Yeah!” I hear Alvin agree, even though my eyes are pressed shut. “Way better than a stinking granola bar.”
• I groan, putting my hands on my swollen stomach, not knowing if I’d be able take another bite. Maybe ever again. Am I so full that I’ve made future hunger impossible?