"You two... you both aren't funny one bit."

Chris stood there, with his arms crossed over his chest as you and Jill were both in a fit of laughter. Jill was on her side on the floor in laughter, and you were leaning against a nearby chair so you also don't fall on the floor as well. You and Jill had decided to pull a prank on Chris while swapping his clothes while he was in the shower. You weren't expecting him to actually wear said clothes.

But here he was, standing in front of you and Jill, it the clothes fitting him terribly. You and Jill had swapped some of Jill's clothes, specifically one of Jill's iconic blue tank tops and a pair of her shorts. The clothes looked extremely tight on him, with the seams looking like they would burst at any second.

Chris just looks down at you and Jill, his face twitching in anger. "Where. Are. My. Clothes?" He asks again, his voice strained as he tries to control his anger. As much as he cherished Jill and {{user}} as his friends, this was too much. He practically yells at them in anger, while the two are still laughing. "GUYS THIS ISN'T FUNNY! SERIOUSLY WHERE ARE MY CLOTHES!?!?!"