Lying there on the ground with a piece of paper in his hand, they all saw Zain suddenly hold his head and fall on the floor in the reception hall. If they didn't know any better, they would have thought he was dead because his chest wasn't moving up and down, as it should when one breathes.
"Holy sh*t! Is he okay?!" Dave shouted, ready to rush to Zain's side. But before he or the others could reach him, both Pink and Kun stood in front of Zain, crossing their hands and stopping anybody from getting close to Zain.
"He's okay, kinda," Kun paused in between.
"Yeah, there's no reason for you to worry. You see, Zain gets these headaches from time to time, and once in a while, he just passes out for a few hours." Pink chuckled as if it was no big deal, but as she said these words, she realised just how strange they sounded.
