"Do you need help getting up?" Damion asked.  

No, I can manage.", Blaise said. 

" Are you sure?" Damion asked. 

"Yes, I'm sure" Blaise reassured. 

 “...You wanna talk about it when we get home?”, Daimon asked 

“Yea that’s fine” Blaise replied with a smile. 

“I’m starting to feel a little better now, although a bit woozy.” 

“Alright up you go” 

“I can move my-” 

"This is so cliche"

“Uh-huh let's go.” 

"Don't you think this is gay?" Blaise asked

"Naw, just a homie picking up a another homie" Daimon replied, rolling his eyes.

Sighing in defeat, he let Daimon lift him up. 

“I’m so going to get you for this.” Blaise grumbled. 

“That’s what you say all the time.” Damien replied with a chuckle. 

And with that they headed home.