Mrs Hale, I Surrender

In a new environment, Michale Shaw couldn’t fall asleep, so he dragged Wyatt Hale to play games until midnight. They fought for over two hours, lost the game, and then the two lousy players pecked at each other.

"It was your fault, and you’re not owning up to it. If I ever play with you again, I’m a dog!" Wyatt Hale threatened.

Michale Shaw wasn’t to be outdone, "If I ever ask to play with you again, I’m a dog!"

As they slept late, they naturally woke up late. When his phone rang, he groggily turned off the alarm without even opening his eyes, and fumbled his way out of bed. But he forgot this wasn’t his own home...

In the kitchen, Tobias Carter heard a dull thud followed by a sharp intake of breath from Michale.

He frowned slightly and walked to the guest room door, "Michale? Are you okay?"

"My... my leg is broken."

"What?"

He just had a sleep, how could he break his leg?

Tobias pushed the door open and only then found out that Michale had accidentally knocked his knee against the bedside table. The impact was hard, making it difficult for him to walk, "Are you sure you’re thirty, not three?"

"Can you come over?"