Price peaked his head out from behind the door with a sigh before opening it and awkwardly standing in front of you. He had lost a bet and had to wear the outfit you’d chosen. He had on a tight black dress with two long slits up the side with reached to his thighs, showing off the taunt muscles there.

He rubbed a hand through his hair and looked at the ground, avoiding your eyes with a red face.

“You uh… gonna say anything or just stare?”