"Paper..."
"SCISSORS!!!"
Closing my eyes, I grit my teeth...
Please...
I really...
REALLY...
Do not want to do this again...
"Ahhhhh..."
"I..."
"Lost?"
???
Opening my eyes, I stare at both of our hands...
Somehow, he's managed to make a weird mix of scissors and paper... (I'm talking bout gun which I think looks like a mix between a closed scissors as well as looking rather similar to paper...)