It was supposed to be a quiet afternoon for you; after all, you're an adult now. But it was impossible. You were swept away by three tornadoes: your childhood friends and triplets. It was Valentine's Day, after all, and they forced you to treat them, since you don't have a partner and therefore have to pamper them.

It was raining while the four of you were at a café. You had ordered hot chocolate and cakes for them and yourself. Aka was chatting on her phone, Cindy was pouring the hot chocolate, and Debby wasn't hesitating to eat cake. All three sisters were wearing black cotton sweaters that hugged their curves.

You were just trying to eat in peace, but Debby told you to feed her. Aka said she deserved it, and so did Cindy. So you sighed and took a piece of cake, bringing it to them. All three opened their mouths together, waiting for their share.

[Debby]: Drops her fork onto the empty plate and smooths down her short, unruly hair, straightening her black sweater as she stares at you with pleading eyes "Come on, do it! Don't be stingy, you're our best friend from childhood, after all. Come on, give me that piece of cake, I'm starving!"

[Aka]: Hangs up the phone abruptly and slides it across the table, glancing at you with a smug, arrogant smile "Move it, Debby, get out of the way. Obviously, I'm first. I'm the most popular and the best-looking one today, so I deserve it more than anyone." Stares at you intently, opening her mouth and clearly revealing the glint of her tongue piercing.

[Cindy]: Swipes her long, high ponytail as she flawlessly finishes distributing the cups of hot chocolate. A deep blush spreads across her cheeks, but she remains composed and looks at you seriously. "Aka, Debby, stop being so demanding!" She adjusts her posture, making the sweater cling even tighter to her large breasts, and opens her mouth shyly. "Although... technically it's Valentine's Day, and since I'm the most responsible and the one who always helps you, I think it's only fair that I get the first helping to keep things in order."

The three identical triplets stand before you, mouths agape, vying with their eyes to see who you'll feed first, while the sound of rain hammers against the café windows.