Alright, guys, here's how this is going down. Calling it now.
Some time within the next ~6 months, one of the the boys (Necky included) is going to come home with a cold or something similar. A benign, normal illness that most people bounce back from in 48 hours. AL is going to catch it and it's going to
wreck her. She'll feel legitimately terrible and, for the 1-2 weeks it will likely take her to recover, won't move from bed except to go to the bathroom. Of course, all the while, Becky is bringing her the one thing she thinks might make her feel better: shitty fast food. With a decline in already minimal movement, she'll pack on the elbees like a beanbag in no hurry at all. Once she feels better and starts moving again, she'll realize she can't. Maybe bathroom trips are still doable, but the weight gain and muscle atrophy from that bedbound period have made even a walk to the car seem ambitious. Actually getting
out of the car and walking to whatever public destination is entirely out of the question. She'll start making excuses to not go places. She'll sit in bed more. The problem will get worse. Eventually, about a month or two after she's been legitimately bedbound, she'll fess up to it in a video after being called out by commenters who have noticed the background hasn't changed in a while.
Cold/flu season is upon us, farmers