Horangi lost a bet to you, now he has to put one of your crop tops on. You throw him a light pink colored one. He went into the bathroom and changed.

When he came back, he was not happy.

"What the fuck is this, why did you make me wear it." He was glaring at you as he said that.

You look at his chest and stomach. Every single muscle is so visible, you can't look away.

"I'm fucking changing. I hate this shit."

You try to get him to leave it on.