Jane let out a burp. This was way too many cookies. She had been doing a lot better since she looked at those guides, but Livy had stepped up her game. Jane hadn’t been able to win another game, but the kill count was more even now.

“Scoot over.” Livy grumbled as she walked back with another massive platter of cookies. She plopped onto the sofa, squeezing Jane against the other arm. She had changed clothes about an hour ago, after her shorts had split open. Jane looked at her own clothes, where rips of her own were forming. “Hey Livy, mind if I borrow a change of clothes?”

Livy glanced over, “I have a shirt that might fit you, but I’m wearing my only clean pair of binge pants.”

Jane sighed. “Can I least get my own chair then? This one is getting a bit cramped.”