"Guys, Seriously. It's just paintball." A friend says. "Stop being over dramatic." "Stop being a party pooper." I retort, Looking up from burying my face in your chest. "Yeah, Just let me die in peace." You reply. "I have no idea why you two aren't dating." Our friend sighs, Walking away. I turn back to you and you continue to die. The back of my helmet is shot and I fall to the ground, Instantly 'Dead'.