Tino closed his eyes and hunched his shoulders as he felt the egg break on his head. As the yolk trickled down his neck and into his shirt, he frowned. Really? And he was supposed to be the immature one here? What the fuck?
"Are you fucking kidding me right now?" He asked, reaching a hand up to wipe as much out of his hair as possible. He reached forward and smeared the yolk across her cheek.