Unexpected drama can occasionally arise from even the most innocent habits. In this tale, a woman is accused of trying to brag by her friend’s fiancée, which puts her at the center of a dispute during her weekly D&D game. What started out as a straightforward method to relax during the game became a serious problem, complete with hurt feelings and harsh accusations.
Every week, my friends get together for D&D.
Our group of friends consists of just two female members. Since friend A is the DM and has a beautiful table and entire setup there, it’s always at his house. Recently, A’s fiancée moved in with him. I have nothing against her, and she’s cool. She doesn’t ‘click’ with her husband’s friends (us) or share the same interests as them; she has her own group of friends.

The fiancée of one of my friends is attempting to pursue his hobbies more.
The fiancée of one of my friends has also attended our games. She merely watches and plays with her phone instead of playing with us. We don’t have to put away our belongings at the end because A has a table made especially for the game. He simply covers it with a leaf to keep it safe. You must therefore stand or lean forward to be able to reach in order to move around your character.

My chest is large.
I have an H-cup, weigh about 155 pounds, and am 5′ 4″. I’m eager to get this burden off of me, and I’ve already begun the process of getting a reduction! The issue is that my chest squishes against the table when I bend forward, which is painful and uncomfortable.
I lean my chest against the table’s edge.
To be honest, I don’t even think it’s noticeable; it doesn’t elevate them or draw attention to them. The chairs’ height allows me to lean forward and sit normally without experiencing chest pain. No one has commented on what I’ve been doing for months.

Suddenly, his fiancée snapped.
My friend’s fiancé claimed last week that I was attempting to “put myself on display and to put my chest away because no one cares.” Until she pointed at my chest and called my attention to what I was doing, I was shocked and initially didn’t understand what she was talking about.
She created a commotion.
We called it a night. She doesn’t want me to visit anymore and is still upset with me. I apologized, promised to try not to do it any more, and even explained to her how I would get it lowered for the following year.
She referred to me as a “show off” and is requesting that we no longer be friends. I don’t know. Even without realizing it, I’ve caught myself doing it at home with my own table.

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