- Dołączono
- 20 Wrz 2016
James hiding food in his room so Chantal won't eat it is pretty much inevitable. There's got to be a supermarket, or at least a convenience store, within walking distance of their apartment, or at least a reasonable bus ride away. His biggest problem will be that unless he can arrange to have a mini-fridge delivered on a day when he knows Chantal will be away, there's no sure way to smuggle one up to his room undetected--and if she knows he has a fridge, even if he says it's just for drinks, she'll raid that, too. She has absolutely zero self-control around food, and, like any out-of-control addict, she'll eat everything he's got while knowing damned well he'll be pissed at her for doing so.I actually stopped watching because her covetous glances at Peetz's food really irritated me. He depends on Chantal for transportation, so if she decides to eat everything in the house while he's sleeping, he is screwed, unless they have something within walking distance. Can you imagine living with someone who eats everything and stares at you food while you eat?
If Chantal had any restraint around food back in the days when they first lived together, it's long gone now. Back then, she was at least out of the house and working for a good part of each weekday, and still able to go out on weekends. But now she's home all the damned time--except when she's out acquiring food--and has no job, no friends, and no stamina to go anywhere or do anything but buy food and stuff her face. Her world's a lot smaller now, and eating, or thinking about what she's going to eat next, is really all she's got.