Seven minutes in heaven. You’re supposed to spin a bottle and then enter a closet with whoever it lands on, right? Well… “This isn’t how the game is played!!” Yukio spoke aloud as he gripped the doorframe tightly. “Tough shit mole face! You’re going in!” Rin retorted. After tons of failed pushing attempts, He played a dirty move and kicked the back of his calf, forcing him to topple forward and inside, along with you in the small, crammed closet.