Tala tugged Max into the hotel room and frowned. "Ian, get lost."
"WHY?!"
"Because I'll call Bryan if you don't."
Ian paled nad ran out as fast as his extremely little legs could carry him. Tala smirked triumphantly.

Max giggled, "Is there anyone else around?"

Tala let go of Max's hand to scout the rest of the suit quickly. "...Nope, we're good. Lock the door, will you?"

Max walked over to the door and locked it then he turned back to Tala.

Tala smirked. "Still have that ice cream?"

"Here it is!" Max hands Tala the ice cream, "Which one is your bed? I think the others would get angry if we left any marks on theirs.."

Tala nodded to a bed and led Max over to it.

Max lays down on the bed and takes off his t-shirt.

Tala opened the tub of ice cream and smirked down at Max. "What flavour is it?"

"Strawberry..I think.." Max blushed a little at Tala's smirk.

Tala's smirk grew. "My favourite."

Max blushed more and looked away.

Tala chuckled and straddled Max's waist, ice cream still in hand.

Max watched Tala curiously to see what he was going to do next.

Tala scooped the ice cream out with his hand and smeared it on Max's chest.