Refuse

"What the fuck, man? No!' You respond, pushing him.

"OK, fine," he says, turning around, beginning to leave. "I guess I'll just go text my pals at school that my brother still wets the bed..."

Oh, shit. Andrew's friends--that's the football team! If he tells them they'll tell the cheerleaders, and they'll tell the whole school!

But wearing a diaper? That's just gross!