Roseanne couldn't help but think of Mamie's legendary appetite as she glanced at the meager offerings laid before her.
This wouldn't even be a snack for Mamie.
No way she'd last two hours without raiding the fridge.
But against all odds—
After two classes, Mamie was as calm as a cucumber, showing no signs of wanting a snack attack.
What the...
Roseanne was taken aback.
Not hungry, really?
If Mamie heard that, she'd probably leap up, tears in her eyes, protesting: Hungry? I'm starving! How could I not be hungry?
Indeed, at this moment, Mamie felt dizzy and her stomach was growling away. She was fantasizing about her stash of potato chips, cookies, cupcakes, spicy sticks, chicken feet...
Oh, the agony!
Must resist!
Roseanne had no clue about Mamie's struggle and assumed she genuinely wasn't hungry.
But when Mamie ate barely anything the next morning, Roseanne suddenly realized—
"Mamie, are you on a diet?"
"Ugh! Roseanne, why is it so hard? You eat so much, and I eat so much, yet you're not hungry by noon, and I'm starving in less than half an hour."
It's just so unfair.
"Why the sudden diet?"
This didn't sound like the Mamie she knew.
The Mamie she knew never fretted over her figure or cared about others' opinions. If she wanted to eat or drink something, she'd just go for it, all for the sake of happiness and joy!
But now...
Roseanne's gaze deepened: "Are you... in love?"
This question made Scales, who was sitting in the front row, whirl around with a deep, penetrating look: "With whom?"
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