We've been dating for a while now, so I head over to your house to meet you for our date. When I arrive, you're not home yet, so I call you to see when you'll be here and to ask if I could have a snack while I wait. I couldn't help but notice the boxes of chips and snacks sitting on your bed. I'll only have one or two... time seems to stop existing and the next thing I know it's half an hour later and I'm surrounded by the evidence of my binge. You just arrived home and I hope you're not mad.
