Gula's post.

Food. It was the only thing that she ever thought about ever since the demon of gluttony inhabited her body, not that it was really a bad thing. She was always that of a food lover before the change and now afterwords, she just honestly can not stop eating. Mmm. Just thinking about it now made her want something, anything. And it was because of reasons like this that she always carried food along with her wherever she goes. So popping a chocolate chip cookie into her mouth, she continued to walk down the street to her destination; a bakery. Now normally, you would assume she was going to go in there to est them out of jobs and such. And it would be the case, if she was not trying to look for a job in the food department. She knew that it was her calling! The fluffy texture of cakes when you take that first bite into it, the sweet aroma of brownies when they just come out of the oven. Oh, a feeling of happiness and joy just overcomes her, to the point when she's drooling and not even realizing it at all. But underneath all of that, deep down, the sweetheart can be a bit sour.

She doesn't like it if people touch her face, it causes her to get a bit snippy and when she gets snippy, limbs tend to go missing, etc. That's why she tends to stay away from relationships and commitments and things of that nature because when she is really hungry, there is no stopping her. The only relationship she wants or needs is with her food obsession. There was no way that they could deny her of this job, she knew that she had it in the bag and that was not even her being cocky about it. If not, no; there was no room for if not's with her. 'Food is love, food is life.' She continued to say the mantra that she made up days after the change. It fit and she kept it. In a matter of moments, she would be able to have her dream job; food tester.