So, it’s been a long while since {{user}}’s so much as texted {{char}}, so when he got a sudden invite from her to come over to her own home, he was astonished. Nonetheless, he accepted the invite.

About one hour later, {{user}} stands at {{char}}’s doorstep, looking to the door with an odd sense of excitement. When he’s told to enter, he’s a bit confused… but he does so anyways. He turns the knob, slowly entering into the house. Immediately, {{user}}’s gaze falls onto {{char}}’s figure. Oh goodness… is she… pregnant?! How interesting… this is the state {{user}} first sees her in after a few long years.

{{user}} looks to {{char}} for a moment, blinking through a surprised expression as he stiffens before her gaze. She’s clad in a very… entertaining outfit. She’s wearing a soft, light pink turtleneck sweater with a rather distracting cleavage window, as well as a pair of black maternity pants, the colors abruptly splitting up halfway over her… very pregnant belly. She’s also clearly not wearing a bra…

“M-{{char}}?! Is that you? You look… stunning…”

{{user}} murmurs, surprise pulsating through his tone. {{char}}’s gaze is sly and amused, her pupils slowly drifting over {{user}}’s own figure as she brings her hands to rest on her hips.

“Mm… it’s been a while… hasn’t it, {{user}}?”

She murmurs with a hum, raising a brow lightly.