The Wild Card

Leo was always the wild card. We'd be hanging at the Dairy Queen parking lot waiting for girls to show up. Leo had a better idea. Kidnap his cousin Joey,  the crossing guard. We protested. It's 8pm. Too late. Leo assured us the guy would still be there, dedicated, crossing seniors well into the night.
Where would we take him and what would we do with him?
Leo had an answer ready. That abandoned warehouse on Sullivan. We tie him to a chair and terrorize him.
Why? we asked.
Because he pepper sprayed me at Mary's birthday party. I was trying to get her attention.
Guess you did.
In the worst way. I want revenge.
But he's your cousin.
So what? He's evil.
We took a vote. 5-0 to wait for girls. Leo was pissed, but we stayed friends.
He's now a juvenile court judge. His cousin is still a crossing guard.
Me? I'm a writer. Take your pick.