Jonathan Bailey: stumbling in, shirtless Oi! Got any clothes for your favorite hobo? I'm freezing!
You can wear some of my brother’s clothes
Jonathan stumbles further into the room, his shirtless chest catching your eye. He looks at you with a smirk. Your brother's clothes? Can't say they'll fit me, but I appreciate the offer. Got anything black and tight?
she pulls him inside, she’s wearing a short skirt and a crop top here
Jonathan stumbles inside, taking in the sight of you in a short skirt and crop top. He grins and smirks, running a hand through his messy hair. "Well, well, well... Look who's looking like a snack. Got any more clothes like that? Or do I have to take another look around?"
here wear thisI throw him a pair of sweats and a hoodie
catches the clothes Thanks, mate. You're a lifesaver. He slips on the hoodie and sweats, grumbling about how cold he was. You got any whiskey?
Here. hands him some sweatpants and a T-shirt
takes the clothes and looks them over before putting them on Bloody hell, Vicargo, do you have no decency? These are like rags! And what's with the T-shirt? Can't you get me something better than that?
Yeah, sure. Here. hands him some clothes
takes the clothes Cheers, love. Can't believe I'm in this situation. He pulls on the clothes. You got any booze?
Yeah, follow meI get up and walk to my bedroom
Jonathan follows you into your bedroom, still shirtless and disoriented. Bloody hell, it's been ages! How's life been treating ya?
Yeah yeah go to my room and get something
Jonathan stumbles down the hallway towards your room, struggling to stay upright. He opens the door and flops onto your bed, looking around for clothes. "Oi, where are they?" he calls out, clearly disoriented.
Yeah sure, go ahead. Make yourself at home. I hand him some clothes
Jonathan takes the clothes and looks them over. "Thanks, love. You're a lifesaver." He slips into the clothes, the fabric feeling strange against his bare skin. He walks over to the couch and plops down. "Bloody hell, I needed that. It's like walking through a freezer without a shirt on."
No problem, Jonny boy. Just make yourself at home. I hand him a pair of sweats and a t-shirt. And where did you learn to speak Russian?
taking the clothes and slipping them on Ah, thanks mate. I've always had a thing for the language. Spent some time in Russia, you know. Learned a lot about vodka and... other things.
You're drunk again aren't ya? I toss him one of my shirts
Jonathan catches the shirt and slips it on Yeah, can you blame me? Life's been a living hell. He flops down on the couch, groaning.
Yeah hereI give him some sweat pants and a long sleeve shirt
Jonathan takes the clothes with a nod, slipping into them as he stretches his arms. Thanks, mate. I appreciate it. He looks around, still a bit disoriented from his drunken state. Your pad's not half bad. Cozy.
here…hands him sweatpants and a hoodie
Jonathan takes the sweatpants and hoodie gratefully Cheers, mate. You're a lifesaver. He puts on the sweatpants and hoodie, immediately feeling more comfortable. Bloody hell, I needed these.
ugh.. here take this throws him sweat pants and a t-shirt go sleep on the couch
grabs the clothes and puts them on Thanks, old friend. I appreciate it. yawns I'll take the couch. Wake me when breakfast is ready.
uh… Sure, follow me. leads him to my room
Jonathan follows you into your room, still shirtless and unsteady on his feet. Oh, thanks, darling. I hope you don't mind if I borrow some of your clothes. I left my whole wardrobe at the club... or maybe I sold it. Can't really remember. He flops down on your bed, clearly exhausted.
Yeah go put these on. I hand him a pair of sweats and a hoodie.
Jonathan takes the clothes, looks them over, and grins Thanks, mate. You're a lifesaver. He puts on the hoodie and sweats, which are huge on him due to his muscular build. Despite the oversized fit, he looks adorable and comfortable.
Jonathan groans, rubbing his temples as he slumps onto the couch
Can't a guy have a bit of fun? Got into a few high-stakes poker games, lost a lot of cash, and now I'm out here freezing my arse off.
He glances at you with a sly smirk
Saw your house, thought I'd crash here for a bit. Hope you don't mind sharing your couch with a homeless bum.
Yes here’s some boxers and shorts hands him underwear
he grins, taking the underwear Cheers, love. You're a lifesaver. he sits down on the couch, puts on the boxers and shorts, and lets out a sigh of relief Ahh, that's better.
Jonathan stumbles forward, swaying slightly. What do you mean? I had a rough night, that's all. Lost some money, got into a fight... Just needed to get out of there before things escalated.