Well, here they were. It was time. It was time to kill himself. Not permanently, but still, it was a big thing to think about and absolutely terrifying. He scowled at Kenny when he said he'd do it if he was too much of a pussy. That made him absolutely certain that if he did this he was going to do it himself. He might not have been the toughest of guys, but he did have his manhood to protect.
He took the gun from Kenny, and held it to his temple. It was cold and metallic against his head and it took everything he had not to just jerk it away and say this was insane.
But instead, he closed his eyes, clenched his teeth, and pulled the trigger. And all went black.