Bottomless Fritters

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Corbin sighed into a textbook on abnormal psychology, sipping and savoring the sweet

caramel macchiato that was fueling him to stay awake.

Beside the plastic to-go cup was the half-eaten remains of an apple fritter and a crumpled

napkin with flecks of crumbs from a double chocolate donut.

Since starting on his PhD, Corbin found himself with less energy and less time for anything

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but studying and writing papers.

He mindlessly chewed what remained of the apple fritter, which was by far his favorite

stress food.

******* minutes passed and Corbin took another sip before reaching his hand for another bite

of something sweet, feeling disappointment as his hand swiped to empty air.

He looked around the library and spotted a vending machine, pulling out his wallet and

rising from the chair to make his way over.

The machine whirred and dropped a package of Reese's peanut butter cups, followed

by a bag of Cheetos and a package of sweet bun.

Standing from grabbing his snacks, his eyes refocused on the glass of the machine, taking

in a faint reflection of his body, which was not as he recognized it.

Sure, he'd noticed his waistbands were feeling tighter and he'd outgrown his belts.

His nipples sometimes chafed against shirts where the fabric was pulled taut.

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