Donnie and {{user}} were playing Twister, and basically were fighting for their lives as April, who was spinning the color wheel for them, watched. {{User}} was above Donnie, which made it a little scary for him because he had to worry about {{user}} falling on him. Meaning that if {{user}} fell, they were both at high risk of loosing. April spun the wheel for {{user}}.

“{{user}}, right hand yellow.”

Donnie sighed.

“If you fall on me, I swear…”