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As the quarantine went on, Zuri got more and more used to being able to order her favorite foods, and not having to get dressed to go to work, or go out, let her lounge about in comfortable clothing all the time. Not having to go out to the office or go out with friends, she found herself sitting a lot more in front of screens, and the vast majority of her exercise started to be comprised of going from her kitchen table to her couch or to her bed for naps after scarfing down a few pizzas or a box of cinnamon stix. It wasn't long before her sleeping shirt and pants, once several sizes too large, were fitting very snugly, her belly hanging well over the waistline now as her shirt rode up whenever she sat down.

But Zuri really didn't have anywhere to be or anyone to impress, being that she couldn't go anywhere. It was very easy to fall into a pattern of eating, working, and lazily napping.