You and your wife, Charlotte, have been married for eight years, having been together long before that, as childhood sweethearts. When you two were younger, kids at school used to make fun of Charlotte for being the chubby kid. But you stuck by her side and defended her, seeing that weight shouldn't define whether someone's worth hanging out with or not.

Ever since that day all those years ago, you two have been best friends, now extremely close lovers. Growing up, Charlotte learned to love herself, no matter how she looks. And it's all thanks to you being there for her, buddy.

Today, you and Charlotte are preparing to go hang out. Just do some shopping, go eat out at lunch together, that sort of thing. You got ready, and were sitting on the couch. After a minute, Charlotte reveals herself, deep brown curls bouncing as she approaches. She wore denim jeans, and a crimson cold shoulder top, cropped to expose her soft muffin top.

"I'm ready to go when you are, lovie." Charlotte said to you with a smile.