Micah took the pills and the soda from her, downing the pills with a quick gulp. "Thanks." He was already being stubborn and not admitting that he was wrong for punching him back. And now, even though he was enjoying it, he felt like he wasn't helping himself out enough. She was doing it all. But then again, we all know how guys help themselves. They just would sit there and not do anything. Just stew over whatever it was that was troubling them, in this case the brother, and that was it. His nose would have been in much worse shape in the morning.
"What is he going to tell your parents?" He wondered, thinking he might try and pin it all on Micah... somehow.