Wednesday Dinner

"This isn't a good idea honey. What if she gets added to the Harem?"

"We can't let this game dictate our life! Besides, if she's in our Harem, that decision would have already been made for us."

"That doesn't mean we should just give in."

"No one is giving in! Baby, look me in the eyes and tell me that being with her would be a bad thing."

"I-I can't do that. But she's our friend."

"EXACTLY! We already have a connection to her."

I suppose I should catch you up. It is now Wednesday, as nothing interesting happened on Tuesday. And right now, our favorite couple is arguing over weather or not they should cancel their weekly dinner outing with their friend.

Noah wants to cancel, while Mary doesn't. Well, I wonder how this will go.

...

Obviously they went to the dinner. Come on, you know what kind of story this is.

It wasn't a fancy restaurant or anything, just your local place. They didn't dress up, although Mary did put on a skirt and low cut top. And when they got there, their friend was already there.

Peggy Mitchell, their closest mutral friend. They met by chance a couple of years ago, and have been close ever since.

Unfortunately, Noah and Mary have also noticed how her smile seems to be getting more rare as time goes on.

"Peggy, you look adorable!" Mary wrapped Peggy into a hug, making sure to squish their boobs together. This made Peggy blush.

"Oh, um, th-thanks. So do you."

If Mary was being completely honest, she has no idea how she managed to both merry and become close friends with complete introverts.

The trio sat together at the table and the conversation flowed naturally.

By that I mean Mary did a majority of the talking. Again, introverts.

"So Peggy, do you have your eye on anyone yet?" As Mary asked this, she leaned forward, making sure to show plenty of cleavage. She smirked slightly as Peggy's eyes drifted.

"Um, not really. Well, there is someone I'm interested in, but they're off the market." Mary stretched, making sure to push her chest out while doing so.

"Awww, that's too bad. I'm sure you'll find someone, you'd make a great partner." Peggy tore her eyes away.

"No, I don't think I would. I'm not anything special." This time, it was Noah who spoke up.

"Peggy, you're not giving yourself enough credit. You're smart, fun to be around, you listen to people, and so much more. Whoever you end up with would be very lucky indeed." A small smile crept up onto Peggy's face.

"Thanks guys."

...

Once the dinner was over and they got into the car, they saw that Sophia sent them another message.

Sophia: Congratulations, you met another Harem Member. Peggy Mitchell is Blue.

"Yep, we saw that coming. You sure were flirting with her a lot."

"Just trying to put some ideas in her head."

"It feels like you're enjoying this." Mary snapped her head over to him.

"Honey, I'm not doing this because I want a Harem. I'd much rather just have you. I'm doing this because there is no way in hell I'm letting you get turned into a sex slave."

Noah didn't answer her, and just drove.