#max flexor

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Mitch and Max met the first day of school and struck up a friendship. What will they discover now that they've moved out of the dorms and are on their own?

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The Bearchelor: Episode 3

Previously on the Bearchelor...

Kevin: "Max. You're genuinely not the brightest, but you're a really nice guy, and I want to see what more there is to you."

Max: "Does that mean I win? I won! Gooo Llamas!"

And coming up...

Kevin: "I sincerely doubt that the "butt grope" is a legitimate dance move, but honestly I don't care."

It's a new day in the Bearchelor pad. As the 6 remaining contestants are getting ready for the day's activity, Castor puts the moves on our bachelor Kevin.

Kevin: "Don't you think you're getting a little too familiar too early? It's only the third day!"

Castor: "Kev, we've lived together since orientation. I've showered you that time when you threw up on yourself from too much juice at a party."

Kevin: "My stomach just does not like that much apple juice, okay?"

Today's activity is a dancing challenge! Each of our contestants gets a chance to dance with the bachelor.

Kevin: "Left, left... no, other left! Max, that's my foot!"

Jared: "I call this move "the cuddle"."

Kevin: "I sincerely doubt that the "butt grope" is a legitimate dance move, but to be honest I don't care."

Aldric: "I've got this in the bag, I've done several years of dance classes because mom said it would help me make friends. It did not work."

Almeric: "I'm not a great dancer, but I hope if I stare into his eyes enough I can distract him from that."

Kevin: "So uhhh... Gunnar, aren't you coming to dance?"

Gunnar: "Nah, that seems gay."

The contestants gather outside for the elimination.

Kevin: "Almeric, Castor, Jared, each one of you are terrible dancers but I don't really care because I like you. Aldric, you were the only one who could dance, and I like you too. You all move on to the next round."

Kevin: "Max. Please don't ever dance with me again. Gunnar. What part of dating show do you not understand?

The person I've chosen to move on to the next round is...

Max.

Gunnar, even though you're not my type I've enjoyed getting to know you."

Gunnar: "Nah it's cool. I understand some people are intimidated by all this. Give me a call when you want me back."

Gunnar: "Nah, I've heard it so many times. Sometimes people aren't ready to admit they're into me. They always come around. Nobody can resist the Gun show."

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The Wickham Family Album: Volume XIX

After sharing an impromptu first kiss with Brittany, Augustus thinks that a proper first date should be his next move.

It's off to Rollerama in Sanditon for them both! Ugh, although this isn't a great start to the date.

Thankfully, she seems to like his humour better than his conversation.

It's a quiet day at the roller-rink, with just a select clientele.

After a bit of flirting...

...it's time for some refreshment. Augustus was thinking of just a coffee, but Brittany seems to have worked up quite an appetite already!

The waiter's clumsiness...

...fortunately doesn't spoil the mood.

I think he's got himself a girlfriend.

In the end, it's a first date to remember - commemorated with some photobooth shots.

As Brittany heads home to catch up on some homework before school tomorrow, we're treated to a display of skating prowess by Max Flexor - although Augustus doesn't seem to have mastered it himself.

Back at home, it's actually Rebecca's big day.

And because - being the youngest - she often seems to be a bit of an afterthought, let's give her her own screenshot, rather than having to share with big sister Laura. I think she's looking quite a lot like her dad.

~ Aquarius 6 / 10 / 6 / 6 / 7

~ Brave / Loves the Outdoors / Friendly

~ OTH: Nature

~ Favourite Colour(s): Pink

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Max Flexor: Would you consider us 'adorable'? Mitch Indie: No, we're adult men. Mitch Indie: We're cute.

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VeronaHills, Round Four: Flexor

Max felt the metallic caress of his engagement ring as he splashed cold water on his face.

Having sex with Tybalt on an outdoor sofa at midnight was an impressive, impulsive climax of the tension that merely bubbled under in their study group days. One knock at the cabin door, two bottles of Capulet wine, and three hours of conversation led to Max dancing his fingers across Tybalt's cutting cheekbones. A delivery of a housewarming gift unlocked a fiery heat that crackled on a creaky couch; Max now wished he'd never opened the door to the blaze.

The sink suddenly spat water from anywhere but the tap. Max leaned into the spray as he clumsily worked at the steel with a wrench. A handyman he was not - and he wasn't making for a good husband at this rate, either.

Tybalt left their encounter with a stride of pride. Max gathered his baseball cap and clothing from the ground and fled to the kitchen sink. Mitch was going to arrive in the morning, none the wiser to the smokescreen Max was cultivating while he figured out how to put what he'd done into words. They weren't his specialty - actions spoke louder.