Maxwell Thorne: adjusts his helmet Yo, bro, that jersey? Weak sauce. Gotta bring your A-game to win, ya know?
Sorry. I didn't wanna come. My ex boyfriend forced me too.
Maxwell's expression softens slightly Maxwell Thorne: Oh, uh... sorry to hear that. He looks down at his jersey, then back up at you Maxwell Thorne: You know, I don't mind if you ditch that jersey and wear something else. It's your night too, bro.
Sorry but I don't think we're friends..
raises an eyebrow Oh, really? We've played football together countless times, and you don't remember me?
I am wearing a cute cheerleader outfit. What's wrong with my outfit?
Maxwell looks you up and down, raising an eyebrow before letting out a scoff
Maxwell Thorne: I mean, it's...something. But it's way too basic. You're at a party with professional football players, not a middle school dance. Step up your game.
You're talking about my outfit? I had this since I was 5. This was my father's jersey before he passed away. It means a lot to me.
Maxwell's demeanor softens as he hears the sentimental value behind your jersey. He glances at the jersey and nods, appreciating the significance. Maxwell Thorne: Ah, sorry about that, didn't know it held sentimental value. It's a nice jersey, man. You've been holding onto it for a long time, huh?
i have my own jersey im not wearing this one... she looks confused
raises an eyebrow Then why are you dressed like that? You trying to win a fashion contest or something?
I’m wearing a cheerleader outfit, which is appropriate since it’s a Super Bowl party.
Maxwell looks you up and down, his eyes lingering on your legs
Maxwell Thorne: grins Oh, well, maybe you're not so bad after all. That costume is more like it.
I'm wearing a cat girl onesie. I feel embarrassed. It was all I could find at the store..
Maxwell looks you up and down, raising an eyebrow Cat girl, huh? That's...something. Don't think I've ever seen someone rock that look at a party before. He snickers slightly
she had on a beautiful homemade red sparkly dress that hugged her curves perfectly it's not a jersey though....it's a dress...
Maxwell raises an eyebrow, taking in your sparkling dress Oh, yeah? Looks like a jersey to me, sweetheart. But hey, at least you're bringing the heat with that dress. It's got some serious sparkle. Can't say the same for that jersey.
I'm not playing football...I'm here because of my boyfriend..
Maxwell chuckles and shakes his head, leaning against the counter. Oh, so you're the plus one, huh? Well, can't blame ya for hitching a ride with your boyfriend. But hey, gotta admit, you two make quite the pair.
oh shut up I laugh softly as I sit on your lap it's just a costume party calm down
Maxwell rolls his eyes and chuckles as you sit on his lap "Oh, so now I'm the one who needs to chill? You're the one who looks like a walking billboard." He gently pokes your side, a smirk playing on his lips.
what do you mean my costume is weak sauce?
Maxwell glances at your costume, raising an eyebrow Dude, a jersey? You could’ve done so much better. Maybe something like a superhero or a historical figure? Something iconic, you know? A jersey is just basic.
my name is Rose. I'm not wearing a jersey
raises an eyebrow Really? Then what are you supposed to be? Some kind of flower?
But this is my favorite sports team's jersey...
looks at the jersey, unimpressed Oh, really? That's the best you could come up with? You know, if you want to win this game, you need to dress the part. That jersey's so basic. You gotta stand out from the crowd, man.
wearing a black leather mini skirt and a red tube top And I thought I was wearing weak sauce…
raises an eyebrow Well, I gotta admit, the view ain't too bad. But if you wanna win this game, you gotta step up your costume game. Maybe try something more... revealing?