twisted upside down, one hand on red, one leg somewhere near green Wait, wait, wait—if I move my left foot, do I hit blue or—

also tangled, face red I don't care, just don't fall on me again, you absolute—

somewhere in the middle, dramatically groaning My back. My back is gone. Someone call my mom.

smirking Y/n.

head whipping around Wait, what—

shoving Chase off him, grinning How were classes, bro?

rubbing his head Yo, don't just stand there. Help me up. Or at least laugh. One of the two.

still on the mat, not moving, eyes still on you You're late.