"Food? I could do with that too. You're a sweet lad, aren't you?"

Ted offered Syn a warm smile and then realised people were laughing at him. Really pointing and laughing. Oh fuck---what was going on? The Brit frowned and then looked down at his legs and realised where the cold air had been coming from. Why it was blowing up his bloody legs.

"Bloody hell! What the fuck am I wearing?"

Ted Ronno now wide-eyed and shocked because was that---a skirt he was wearing? Had the lads dressed him up in women's clothes? It looked like a fucking maid outfit. Oh god.

Was he a French maid? Ted snorted out a laugh and ran his hand along his silky dress. It was a bloody dress!

"Who's idea was this?"