Yes, lots.

After you properly finish up, you head to your kitchen and start making some food for yourself, which is when it hits you.

You're fucking STARVING. Like, unnaturally so. You don't stop to think about why, though, because you're so damn hungry. You don't hesitate to dig in, devouring your meal like nothing, but it's not enough. So you just eat more, and more, and more. Before you even realize what's happening, you're basically out of food, but at least you're sated.

It's at this point you realize what just happened, with an utterance of "what the fuck" under your breath as you look down at your slightly stuffed looking belly. That wasn't normal. Eating nearly everything in your damn house wasn't normal..but that seemed to be it. Nothing else was wrong, from what you could see or feel.

Rather disturbed and somewhat lethargic, you just go on with your day, since it's not like you can really do anything about what just happened.