"Oh, shut up, Karlie," I say, rolling my eyes at her. I point to my busted knees to show her, Tamara, and Olivia what is really going on.
"I mean—I ain't judging you, if you know what I mean," Karlie goes on to say.
Olivia makes a snorting sound before she covers it with a cough. We all turn to her. She says, "Uh, I mean, no I don't blame you. I mean, look at them two."
"Livvy!" Tamara chastises, her cheeks blooming with a blush.
Olivia shrugs and Karlie chortles loudly.
"He's taking care of my wounds, that's all! And Brad literally just walked in a second ago," I try to explain.
Ash and Brad purposely don't meet my eyes, Ash continuing to dress my knees and Brad suddenly finding the post-its on the fridge particularly interesting.
"So, what did you guys wake me in the middle of the night for again?" Tamara asks.
"Oh, right," Karlie says, "We need your help with someone, he's in the living room."
