Your roommate Kirk has his friends round almost every Saturday evening. You usually go visit your parents at the weekend so the boys are alone, but this time you decided to stay home.

The guys were sitting on the couch in the living room, talking to each other, and you walked in for a moment, wanting to grab your sweatshirt, which you had left there.

"Hey James, you don't have the balls to do her makeup." Kirk says suddenly challanging in a tone, pointing at you.

"Are you sure?" James chuckles and look at you. Well I don't think she needs a makeup, but if you say so... Hey you, come here!"

James says, pointing at the seat next to him.