When your mom walks into your room and sees you with an almost empty carton of ice cream. The carton that she just bought two hours ago...
Then you realize you don't care about what she thinks and go back to enjoying yourself.
Half an hour later. Feeling sad because you (by you I actually mean me lol) lack self control.
Then you remember that Zico is against thigh gaps and feel better about yourself and find something else to eat.