nothing goes to waste

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You sat outside in a plastic chair, wearing your sleeping clothes and George's Frank glasses he forgot to put up.

He smiled at you when he saw you come out the sliding door, giving you a small wave as you pulled up a chair next to Ian who stood in front of the camera.

"Now, when you're with a lady, you gotta give her respect." George said as Frank.

He was in his dirty blue shirt, had his spiderman glasses on, and was holding Max by the waist.

Max was wearing eyeshadow and lipstick, complimenting his long hair very well. He was wearing a white dress with fake pearls draped across his neck.

He said nothing, arching his eyebrow and looking at nothing as George spoke to the camera.

"Always," he held up a finger. "treat a lady with respect." He said, then kissed Max's cheek.

Max made a face of disgust, making George break character and laugh. "Think that's gross?" He asked.

Max wiped his cheek harshly. "Repulsive. You left spit on my face, cunt."

George held his hands up in surrender, looking at Ian then the camera with a look that said 'watch this'.

He grabbed Max's cheek and forced his lips to his, making him screech loudly. Max pushed George to you, making him land on you.

Ian chuckled as he made adjustments to the camera, and you wrapped your arms across his neck as he held your arms.

He looked up and pressed his lips to yours, making you smile. His fingers trailed along your arm making you shiver.

Max snapped his fingers in George's face, making him pull away from you and give him a flirty smirk.

"Fuck off, let's finish recording this. Hey wait, (Name), you're a girl right?" Max asked, pointing to you.

You gave him a puzzled look, looking down at your boobs that at him. "I think?"

"Cool, whatever. Get in this dress if it fits you then record with George." He said as Ian unzipped the back and he slid it off his shoulders, kicking it to the side.

You, George and Ian looked at Max as he opened the sliding door in his boxer briefs and shoes, going inside. Once he was inside, Ian was the first to start laughing.

George followed, then you did. Still laughing, he got off of you and stood up, handing you the dress.

"Here you are, m'lady." He said.

You took the dress and looked at it, not knowing if it'd fit you. "What happens if it doesn't fit?" You asked.

"Did you bring a dress?" Ian asked, fixing something on the camera.

"Well yeah, but I don't think it'd be perfect to use for whatever this is." You said, motioning to the set up Max and Ian did.

"We'll ask Max if he can call Katt to use one of hers if she's fine with it." George suggested.

You nodded. "Alright. I'll go try this on then if it doesn't fit, I'll call Max."

The boys nodded and you went inside to the guest room, stripping off your shirt and pants.

It fit pretty okay, but you wanted to make sure. You walked out the room and looked for Max, wanting to ask him to zip it up for you.

You found him in the kitchen, still shirtless and the lack of pants, drinking water and holding his phone.