Reece and Emily hopped up into the ambulance with Brody. Finn tried not to feel disappointed and waved them off. Brody’s eyes were shut, and he had an oxygen mask over his face, but the ambulance crew reiterated all his vitals were fine.
The blue lights flashed and grew distant.
“Here…”
Finn turned, and Trent held out a towel for him. It was soaked through from rain, and Trent smirked. Finn laughed, and gripped it. He didn’t bother trying to dry himself with it, but slung it over his shoulder, then folded his arms.
“You okay?” Trent asked.
Finn nodded. He was still numb to sensation and had a prickling need to make sure Brody was okay, but he fought it off and didn’t rush manically after the ambulance.
“Good,” Trent mumbled. “Coz now I’m gunna lay into you.”
Finn widened his eyes an
