Chapter 1: Introduction
"Honey... Don't you think it's like... Super wierd that Nemu hasn't gotten laid yet?" Chara's voice was muffled by the mountain of pillows she'd burrowed into on our ratty old couch. She peered at me through half-lidded eyes, a small joint dangling from her lips, leaving a trail of smoke that snaked up towards the stained ceiling.
I chuckled, trying to catch the smoke ring floating by. "Yeah, right?" His body is, like, absurd, he's adorable in every sense of the word, he's simultaneously ripped and super cute and girly and he's clearly bi even if he doesn't want to admit it. Yeah, it's so wierd."
"Yeah... So sense whatsoever... I'd drink his piss if he asked me to." Answered Chara.
She took a long drag of her joint, her eyes never leaving mine. "I mean, look at him. He's got this... this aura. It's like he's got a secret. And I want to be in on it."
I nodded, my gaze flicking to the door of our apartment, where Nemu's silhouette was just visible through the frosted glass. "I know, right? I've been thinking about it for weeks. It's like... he's this untapped resource. And I'm not talking about his brain."
Chara laughed, a sound that was both musical and slightly manic. "Oh, absolutely not. I'm talking about his... assets.
I mean, have you seen the way his jeans fit? It's like they were tailored just to torment me." She wiggled her eyebrows, a mischievous grin spreading across her face.
"Well... You wanna fix that?" I said straight-facedly.
"I mean, it's not like we're asking him to marry us or anything. We're just... exploring options."
Chara's grin widened, and she took another drag of her joint. "Exactly. And I've got a feeling he'd be up for it. He's always been open to new experiences."
I nodded, my mind racing with possibilities. "Yeah, and he's not the type to judge. He's always been cool about... stuff."
"Stuff?" Chara echoed, her voice laced with amusement. "You mean like the time you brought that girl home from the bar and we all ended up in the hot tub together?"
I chuckled, remembering the night she mentioned.
"Yeah, that was... something. But you know what I mean. He's always been chill about it."
Chara nodded, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "And like... He clearly wants to fuck us, right? Like... He gets off to us. I think he has a fetish for humans or aomwthing like that".
Chara's voice was a low purr, her eyes never leaving mine. "So then... What's the plan? How are we seducing that mess of a man?" I asked, leaning back into the couch, my eyes scanning the room as if the answer was written on the walls. Chara giggled, taking another drag of her joint, her eyes twinkling with mischief.
"Well, first, we need to get him alone. You know how he is around people. He clams up, gets all shy and stuff." She waved her hand dismissively, as if shyness was a minor inconvenience.
"Yeah, he's like a little woodland creature. All skittish and cute." I agreed, a smile tugging at the corners of my mouth.
"So, we need to plan something. A dinner, maybe. Something intimate. We can pick him up after work and bring him to our house". Chara suggested.
, her voice taking on a conspiratorial tone. "We'll make it casual, you know? Like, 'Hey, Nemu, want to come over for dinner?'"
I nodded, already envisioning the scene. "Yeah, and we'll make sure he's comfortable. We'll put on some soft music, light some candles. Make it cozy."
Chara's eyes widened, her mind clearly racing with the same images. "And we'll make sure he's relaxed. Maybe a little drunk. You know, to loosen him up."
I laughed, imagining Nemu's face if he found out about our plans. "Yeah, but not too drunk. That would be, like, pretty rapey".
Chara rolled her eyes, but her smile never faded. "Come on, Sam. You know what I mean. We just want him to be... receptive. Open to the idea."
I nodded, a slow smile spreading across my face. "Yeah, I get it. We'll make it nice and cozy. Make him feel special. And then... we'll see where the night takes us."
Chara clapped her hands together, a sound that was far too loud for our current state of inebriation. "Yes! That's the spirit! Now, let's plan the menu. Something fancy, but not too heavy.