Mark and Roger walked out of the bathroom in only towels after their refreshing shower. Roger looked up and stopped Collins, Angel, Mimi, Maureen, and Joanne were all sitting in the loft chatting.
"What the fuck are you guys doing here?"
"Good morning to you to Rog." Joanne said sarcastically.
"We're all having lunch together remember?" Angel stated
"Oh yeah." Mark said as he began to blush realizing he was standing in front of all his friends in only a towel.
"You two are so fucking forgetful." Collins joked.
"Sorry we were a little preoccupied." Roger said looking around at the mess they had made in the apartment.
"Yeah Mark, what the fuck happened?" Mimi asked
"Um...nothing...just ya know...nothing." Mark said as he walked in to their bedroom.
Roger stood there for a second laughing. "Was it as hot as the time we used whipped cream?" Mimi playfully asked as she picked up a cherry stem and through it at him.
"No," Roger began walking to his room, "It was about 10x better." He laughed
"Fuck you, smart ass!" Mimi called after him. "And hurry up we wanna go eat!"
They all sat chatting and waiting for the men to come out, until Maureen decided it was taking too long.
"Would you two stop making out and hurry the fuck up were hungry!" There was no reply. "Roger get up off of Mark and get dressed, and Mark stop letting Roger take control can't you fucking be on top for once."
"Fuck off Maureen." Roger said as he walked out into the living room without a shirt. Followed closely by Mark who only had on a shirt and boxers.
"Um..guys thats not dressed." Angel said holding back giggles.
"No really." Mark replied sarcastically. "I want the pants that I had on earlier. I left them out here."
"Yeah and I want my shirt." He said walking over and picking their clothes off the kitchen floor. He stopped and looked around. "Did you clean up?"
"Yeah" Joanne replied. "It was bugging me and I knew if I didn't do it now you two never would."
"Your probably right Jo." Mark said as he grabbed Rogers waist and walked towards the door. "I thought you guys were starving? Lets go!"
They all got up off the couch and walked towards the door. They all walked out of the loft, Mark ran back to grab his camera.
"Baby leave the camera here for once." Roger pleaded.
"Why should I?"
"Because," Roger said putting his hand around the filmmakers waist and pulling him closer. "Its harder for me to do this when you have a camera in your hand." He bent down and kissed Mark.
"Fine, but only because you gave such a convincing argument." He said giving him another kiss.
"I'm starving!" Collins yelled up. "are you two bitches coming?"
They parted their lips and went downstairs to meet there friends, and Marks camera was left in the loft for the first time in a long time.