Todd got out of Marty's truck and thanked the guys for the fun night. "Call y'all tomorrow morning, okay?" he said, heading towards the house.
"Sure, but not too early. I plan to be in bed until about noon," Jamie joked. Todd waved them off and trotted up to the front door and let himself in.
Everyone was already in bed including his bratty little sister. Todd went into the kitchen and poured himself a tall glass of ice water. Someone told him once that it would keep a hangover from starting and it usually did the trick.
After the first glass, he was feeling much better. A little hungry even. He poured another glass and went into the study to watch some old horror movies on TV. As he entered the room, he noticed his sister's bag of Halloween candy on the coffee table. He peered into it, surveying the goodies she had received.
"Not a bad haul, Sis." he said to himself, sitting down in his father's recliner. Todd's stomach grumbled in response to the smell of chocolate and sugar. "I probably shouldn't." he thought. "I've got a wrestling match on Tuesday and I'm already near the top of my weight class. The coach will kill me if I show up a few pounds over weigh-in."
He removed his construction boots and tossed them on the floor beside the chair. He put his feet up and placed the Halloween bag on the arm of the chair.
Todd shrugged his muscular shoulders and thought, "Well, I'm good at working out and my metabolism will process one night of junk food, a few candy bars can't hurt." With that, he found a good movie on cable, Alien and began to munch.
By the end of the movie, Todd was feeling sort of strange. All around him were empty candy wrappers and boxes. His T-shirt felt tight and was riding up over his abs. It looked like his pecs and arms had grown and pulled the shirt up but how could that happen? Todd just assumed he shifted in his chair and was getting groggy, so he pulled the shirt down and contemplated what to do next.
He looked into the bag and was shocked to see that it was still full of goodies. Candy corn, Mounds, Butterfingers, Hershey's chocolate bars, Reeses cups, Tootsie rolls, licorice, M&M's, more. "This can't be," he thought, surveying all the wrappers around him.
Before he could think straight, his stomach rumbled loudly. Another movie came on, this time Poltergeist, and he settled himself back into the chair. Relaxing, Todd tore open a box of Milk Duds and began to chow. "Need something to drink," he said out loud and hoisting himself out of the recliner, he padded into the kitchen, his quads seemed like they were touching and rubbing together in his jeans more but again he blamed it on his groggy state.
He grabbed a brand new container of protein shake, he settled once again into the recliner. He grabbed another handful of candy and between mouthfuls, guzzled down the protein shake. Oblivious to everything around him but the movie, Todd ate and drank continually from the never-ending candy bag and protein shake.