As I browse around the Galleria Mall, I pass by a booth called Chocoholics Anonymous. I realize that this is where Caitlin usually works at part-time and I head over there to chat with her. I see Caitlin happily eating some chocolate alongside another girl working with her. She has short orange hair, unblemished skin, and wears a magenta hair-band and a light lavender dress. Perhaps her most noticeable feature is a large potbelly, which is heavily suggested to have come about due to overindulging in chocolate. The girl munches away on some more chocolate alongside Caitlin when I approached her. Caitlin noticed me first, and turned to me, her face covered in chocolate. I can guess where the chocolate went on her share.
"Hi Evan! Can I help you?"
"Hey, Cait." I said. "How's the job going?"
"It's going great.” Caitlin answered. “Employees can eat all the free chocolate they want."
I can surely see that for myself with how much they were having as it was. The girl Caitlin's wor