“Let me guess,” said Billie, who was lying down in the guestroom of the house, “you’re my babysitter.”
Bryce sat down on the floor and leaned his head against the wall. “We just want to keep an eye on you, bro. Just in case.”
“Just in case,” smirked Billie. “Well, it’s kind of unnerving, you know. Everyone keeps looking at me like they don’t know me. Like I’m going to turn on them and rip their throat out.”
He opened up a bottle of water and took a sip. “You’re overdramatizing everything. They’re a little worried, but they still care about you, man. Just chill out.”
Billie closed his eyes. “This is a nightmare. I just can’t believe one of those things got to me.”
“Yeah, it was a bad scene. I’m sorry I took so long on the boat.”
“It wasn’t your fault,” he said, opening his eyes back u
