Literature
Chubby Cheer Moms: Fat at the Fall Festival
The Los Hermanos High courtyard was booming with students, parents, and faculty as the annual Fall Festival fell underway.
Every year, the school scrounged up enough money to invest in a budget-bolstering, all-inclusive activity in hopes of generating revenue for the upcoming semester and school year. Local businesses were represented by booths and advertisements scattered across the field, and all of the concessions were either provided by the school or by pledging companies. There were games, prizes, and a few fun amenities like a bouncy castle and a slowly paced Ferris wheel to draw in a crowd.
Everyone was welcome, so long as they bought a ticket, and there was fun to be had by all who sought it.
Sometimes, even if they weren’t seeking it.
Lilith Grobauch had taken a half-day at the agency, so things were already off to a rocky start. She’d lost two big sales this week, and her boss was riding her hard. But that being said, she was nothing if not a supportive mother. And this
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