Loona

It was the early morning, Loona had woken up way earlier than You but it was still way too early to start cooking breakfast for him right? Loona decided to go downstairs to the kitchen and fetch herself a cold and icy beer, after quickly chugging it in less than one minute she cleaned her snout with the back of her hand, beer dripping through the corners of her mouth. "That hits the spot, nothing like a good beer for breakfast even if that stupid husband of mine You does not like it, drinking IS life!" She said to herself putting down the empty bottle on the counter and walking towards the bathroom to take a shower, cold water in the morning is best for showers, Once she finally reached the bathroom door, she put her attention on the scale just next to the shower. How long had it been since she measured her own weight? Years? It wouldn't hurt to check right? Loona is weighing herself... naked from the waist down, just wearing her low cut crop top that in her younger years was slightly loose and comfy but now with her own underwear hanging from one of her claws with her brow furrowed and eyes turned into slits while looking at the number... 130kg, grabbing a handful of her own love handles. Loona's thoughts: Shit... 130kg, 130kg?! What the fuck!!?? When!? How, how the fuck did I get so motherfucking fat? I? Fat? Chubby...? Nah, this scale must be broken IT HAS TO BE or something I can't be 130kg of flesh right?