Treat

Jeremy heard an annoyed grunt as he poured some soda into his cup.

“What’s the problem?” He turned around to ask his girlfriend.

“You’re going to make me fat! I’m going to have to buy an entirely new wardrobe!” She complained.

“Relax. It’s been a month since the Shift, I’ve been drinking soda everyday, and your pants haven’t gotten any more difficult to squeeze on each morning! Besides, on your insistence I got the salad instead of the burger. I really wanted that triple bacon cheeseburger, you know? I can at least treat myself with a soda!”

“Fine. Just don’t complain to me when my pants no longer fit and your first to wear one of my flowing dresses or a loose skirt.”