chapter 3 - catching up

When Lucy received her order, she found the nearest table and dug into her mini feast. But right when she was filling her face with chicken, getting sauce and more grease around it, she was surprised to hear a familiar voice.
"Lucy? I haven't seen you in a while!" He said walste watching her scoff down her food.
"*Gulp*, Ralf?" She said with her cheeks going red as she looked up, seeing his green eyes and his styled up dark brown hair with his smile which made her melt.
"Ah, so you remember me? How have things been going for you in the past 3 years?" He said as he sat opposite her, genuinely interested to find out what made her this way. After all, he always remembered Lucy as the athletic girl.
"Ugh, a lot. I managed to get a job at the tech company, but it sucks. Luke broke up with me after cheating on me. And I quit hockey because I'd rather do fun stuff like go to the mall. Anyway, what about yourself?" She said bluntly.
"Wow...that's...pretty shit. Like I work at a gym which for me is pretty fun and my parents bought me a house to move into which is super cool of them." She could tell he worked at a gym. His muscles were clearly on show in his white t-shirt. Something which Lucy couldn't keep her eyes from.
"Oh my God! That is cool of them!"
"Yeah I know, it's quite large. Oh, are you gonna eat your other bucket?" He said as soon as he saw the uneaten chicken.
"Yeah, I just didn't want to be rude that's all."
"No it's fine. I tell you what, you're gonna finish that bucket and then I'm gonna get your number." He said forcefully. The dominance turning Lucy on.
"Ok! Wait so you don't care if I eat like a tramp in front of you?"
"I'd prefer it if you did." Ralf said before he gave a cheeky wink. And that was it, Lucy dug in to her last bucket not caring as to what she looked like when eating. Even making subtle groans and moans of satisfaction as she devoured her food which turned Ralf on who was sat in front of her trying to cover his boner.

After Lucy finished the bucket, she looked up to see Ralf, who was completely fixated on her now mountinous stomach which pressed forcefully against the table, making her look 7 months pregnant. Ralf gave assistance to the bloated piggy, lifting her off her seat as she couldn't get up thanks to her huge pot belly. They then both exchanged numbers and a hug as they agreed to meet next Saturday.

When Lucy got into her car, with much struggle, she couldn't help but think how lucky she was to have an old friend like Ralf come into her life again. Hoping to make him her new boyfriend.