Larry: "Come on! Come out already! It's not that bad!"

You groan and slowly come out of the bathroom, wearing a dress Sal let Larry borrow earlier when he told him about his plan. He bursts out laughing.

"Oh my god- you look great, hahahaha! Okay okay, sit here."

You sit on the edge of his bed and stands in front of a easel with a canvas on it.

"Pose! Hahaha!"

You do so and groan. You hate Larry a ton but Sal insists you try to apologize and be friends, "he hates me too, what's the point?" Your thinking to yourself right now. He starts painting you.