Two people are currently sat on a chair by the wall, with one space between them. The person closest to the door spoke.

“So… you waiting for someone?” They ask their voice quivering and hesitant.

“No, I’m just hiding here.” The other replies shrugging.

“Oh, may I ask from who or what?” They ask eyebrows lifted.

“Uh..” they pause to think, fingers tapping as they look up to the ceiling. “No, no you may not.” They answer.

“Mhmm..”

Once again they sat in silence, uncomfortable, awkward and tense silence.

‘I shouldn’t have talked in the first place.’ They scold themself.

‘Should I tell em? If I did would it still be awkward or not- no it’ll still be awkward, no need to blame oneself. Right, don’t blame yourself for it, not your fault they wanted a conversation, right!’ The other thought.

They exchange quick glances before turning away quickly, the other coughing whilst the other shifts in their seat.

“I-“ the other tries to speak.

“O-“ they stop themself.

“Nice shoes.” The other said.

“Thanks, I like your coat.” The person near the door says.

“Mm yeah mother gave me it.” The other says.

“Oh nice! My father gave me my wallet.” They say.

Right now they were looking at each other with a smile.

“I’m Jean, and you?” Jean reaches their hand out for the other to shake.

“Oh Alex, name’s Alex.” Alex says as they accept Jean’s handshake.

“So, Alex what are your opinions on these chairs?” Jean asks, startled afterwards by the door opening beside them.

“Oh, they’re a bit uncomfortable, I keep sliding off and my feet can’t reach the ground if I lean back.” Alex says as they adjust themself on the seat.

“I remember when that used to happen to me.” Jean says laughing.

“If you started this conversation just to gloat about your height please don’t. I am very insecure and I have zero self esteem.” Alex says frowning with a hand over their chest.

“I did not start a conversation for that, I just wanted to pass the time while I’m waiting.” Jean says flailing one hand to dismiss Alex’s assumptions.

“Oh thank you, bless your soul kind one.” Alex says as they sigh in relief.

“No prob Bob!” Jean says as they point finger guns towards Alex.

“Opinions on onions?” Alex asks.

“They make you cry.” Jean replies.

“Yeah, they do.” Alex says.

Once again silence falls upon them but one question came to Alex, a question Alex hadn’t asked Jean before.

“What’re you waiting for?” Asked Alex.

“Hm? Oh, I’m waiting for the results!” Jean replies.

“What results?” Alex asks.

“Hm?” Jean questions raising an eyebrow, tilting his head.

“Results, you said you were waiting for them right?” Alex inquires leaning slightly towards Jean.

“Oh… yeah.. hm.. what about you? You waiting on results too?” Jean avoids the questions and asks Alex instead.

“I’m not here to wait on results, I’m here to hide. Now why are you here?” Alex asks suspicion dawning over him.

‘Why won’t Jean answer my question?’ Alex thought.

“I am waiting for… my… grandmother… to heal..?” Jean answers questioning themself.

“But you said you were waiting on results.” Alex crosses their arms, squinting their eyes. “Who are you really… Jean?” Alex asks leaning back, reaching for something in the pocket of their coat.

“I told you, I’m Jean… what about you.. Alex?” Jean drawls out reaching for something behind them.

“Is that so..” Alex says as they hold onto the thing they were previously reaching for.

“It is..” Jean also has the item in their grasp.

The only thing that matters now, is who will use their item first. Would it be Jean? Or Alex?

Alex makes a move pulling a gun from their coat. But Jean also has a gun pointed towards Alex.

“Drop it Jean!”

“You go first Alex!”

A stand off both of them were now stood, gun held pointed towards each other.

Both of their fingers lingering on the trigger, waiting to press it further.

Bang!

Gun shots but what flew out weren’t bullets instead they were blue confettis.

“It’s a boy!!” Both Jean and Alex say simultaneously as confetti cannons shot as everyone viewing cheered, clapping along as they celebrated a wonderful event. It was all just an elaborate plan for a gender reveal.

The end.