When Justin woke up, everyone was crowding above him but Emily, whose leg he had unintentionally trapped. "What happened?" he slurred as he blinking heavily against the light.
"You won the game and then you fainted," Sam said simply.
He groaned, drowning in his own embarrassment. "You can go ahead and kill me now. It was nice knowing all of you."
"Hey, at least it's not as bad as what happened at laser tag!" his cousin chirped.
"What happened at laser tag?!" Justin's mom asked worriedly.
Provided he was ever able to move again, Justin was going to kill that blabbermouth. What happened to promising never to tell?
"He tried ducking under a board to avoid getting shot and gave himself a concussion," Emily pitched in.
"Hey, at least I wasn't the one to tell her!" Sam said mischievously, beaming at him in a way he could only describe as evilly.
"I hate you," he moaned, covering his eyes. "Nobody look at me."
