going on in here?" I demanded, stepping fully into the room despite my better judgment."It's Jenny's piercing!" Tanya exclaimed without looking up. "She got a new one yesterday and it's gone horribly wrong.""Dear god," I muttered, rubbing my temples. "Why didn't you take her to a professional?""We were trying to see if we could help first," another roommate, Lila, explained, her face pale. "But it's pretty bad. We think it's infected."Jenny let out another pained moan, and I sighed. "Alright, this isn't something we can handle on our own. We need to get her to a clinic."Everyone looked at me with a mix of relief and uncertainty. "I don't have a car," Tanya said."I do," I replied, already turning to leave. "Let's get her dressed and I'll drive her."It took a few minutes to get Jenny somewhat presentable and downstairs. I tried to keep my eyes averted the entire time, focusing on the logistics rather than the awkwardness of the situation. Once we got her settled in the backseat of my car, I sped off towards the nearest urgent care.The drive was tense, filled with Jenny's occasional groans and the whispered reassurances from Tanya and Lila. I kept my focus on the road, trying to push aside the bizarre turn my night had taken.We finally arrived, and I helped Jenny out of the car, supporting her as we walked into the clinic. The staff quickly took over, rushing her into an examination room. I collapsed into one of the waiting room chairs, exhausted and mentally drained.Tanya and Lila sat beside me, both looking equally worn out. "Thanks, Terry," Tanya said softly. "I know this was a lot to ask.""Yeah, well," I sighed, running a hand through my hair. "We all live together. Gotta look out for each other, right?"They nodded, and we fell into a weary silence, waiting for news on Jenny. It was one hell of a night, but at least we were doing what we could to help. And maybe, just maybe, this unexpected act of kindness would help ease the tension that had been hanging over the house.