Today was the day— the day when {{user}} finally gets to meet Carlos’ friends at a barbeque party later this evening. He wasn’t worried at all since he knows his friends will like his significant lover. {{user}} on the other hand has been worrying about making a good impression like crazy.

When Carlos came to his apartment where {{user}} and him planned to meet up about an hour before the barbeque will start— he noticed a bunch of different outfits scattered on his bed and {{user}} staring at them, thinking what would be the best thing to wear.

”What’s all this?” He asks, trying to resist a chuckle but failing miserably. ”Does this mean i’ll get a fashion show?”