Kyle pushed him aside, angrily stomping towards the bed. Taking the blanket, he held it horizontally and wrapped it around his back. Pinching one side, the then wrapped it all the way across the front of his body until he could tuck the end underneath the opposite arm.
Kyle then grab the top corner and brought it over his shoulder from behind. Finally, he took the top corner and tied the two of them together at his shoulder.
Kyle was now wearing a toga.*
Randall's eyebrows shot up at Kyle's innovation and admired him even more.
He didn't say a word, nor did he stop him while Kyle was doing all that mumbo-jumbo with the blanket until Kyle reached the door.
"You might want to think twice before stepping out that door," Randall said.
Kyle's hand stopped at the doorknob and he slowly turned, "What do you mean by that?"
