Gavin, again

Zack stifled a groan when he rolled Gavin for the second time that afternoon, but he walked over to his friend to fulfill his turn nonetheless. He glanced at Gavin, wondering what to take off before he scratched the back of his head and chuckled.

"You just had to wear shoes without socks, hadn't you?" he inquired.

"Sorry," Gavin replied, a bit bashful.

"It's okay, for now," Zack said as he reached for his friend's shirt and pulled it over his head before throwing it on the clothing pile and going back to his spot.

Blushing at the thought that everyone's eyes were on him, Gavin quickly went for the bottle to get it over with.