Was it Fainting or Feinting?

“But what if he just…keeps arguing? Will he even hear me? He’s pretty loud. God pidge what if he hears me and carries on arguing anyway. What would I even do?” even Keith can hear the panic in his voice.“Look I doubt he’d do that Keith, and let say he did all you’d need to do is like, fake faint and he’d stop pretty much instantly,”“…what?” he asks, confusion clear in his voice.“Yup. Walk in there and give it your best swoon, proper ham it up like in the movies.” Keith’s mind is briefly bombarded with images of fainting women in corsets and for some reason Lance riding bareback on a horse. “Lance won’t be able to resist running to your aid like some valiant knight and for fuck sake Keith do you seriously think he will just ignore you?”The sudden change in tone made Keith's head spin."What?"~Otherwise known as: that one time Keith panicked, proceeded to pretend to faint and brained himself on a coffee table.