A Man of That Principle

After a few moments of chatting with the people in the chatroom, Wolfram didn’t even mind having Delta sitting on his lap anymore. The wife was also working on her tablet as if she didn’t have a man underneath. It was a strange sight for Yuri, who just stayed there and enjoyed his drink. He had his own tablet to work on. 

For an hour, everyone stayed unmoving aside from Delta, who decided to slide off to the side so she could sit a lot more properly. She didn’t forget to lean on Wolfram as if he was part of the couch. 

Ring! Ring! Yuri’s phone began to ring. He took it out and attracted the attention of the two others as he answered the call. “Mariska, have you settled down now?” 

[“I tried calling your office first to see if you’re busy. Your secretary