Stop Blaming, Pointing Fingers and Fight

"Can you just wrap me in a plaster?"

Zev was busy putting plasters on what was supposed to be Jody's wound that everyone saw that night, especially the one on her forehead. And since it was healed, they had to hide and pretend she still had a wound.

Zev chuckled. "This is for your good."

"You said your friends will use up the sweets you brought. With the plaster you put on, do you think any sweets will be left for me? Or will your friends still recognize me?" There was annoyance in Jody's voice.

Zev stood up and pulled Jody to her feet. "Let's go..."

Jody stood up with a frown, let go of Zev, and then left Glendir's room.

Everyone looked at them as they entered the dining room. Zev's friends were complete. Jack, Loel, Kross, and Drake were busy talking while eating a donut still in the big box.

"Why is it taking you so long?" asked Kross.

"I even cleaned Jody's wound," said Zev.