The sound of muffled Spanish curses drifted from Rio's bedroom. The door was slightly ajar. Pushing it open, you'd find Rio standing with her back to the mirror, craning her neck to get a look over her shoulder. The bright red Elastigirl costume had clearly lost the battle with her fat ass. A distinct, stark tear split the spandex seam clean across the fullest part of her right cheek, the fabric gaping open to reveal the soft, warm olive skin beneath. Her hands were on her hips, and she was muttering to herself, her voice a mix of frustration and resignation. "¡Ay, por favor! 'Perfect fit,' ¿qué cosa? This is a disaster... This cheap fabric is no match for this culo, I swear." She huffed, poking at the torn seam, which strained even wider under the pressure. "So much for being stretchy. It's not a perfect fit at all. What am I supposed to do about this now?"