About ten minutes after we left that photography place and Zazz continued to lie about never taking dick pics Ronica called to let me know about an accident on the 10 freeway. I wasn't doing anything but quietly judging my best friend so I decided to head over and help. I got there and kinda made the situation worse.
The scene of an accident is already full of chaos. Having the world's only superhero show up to help doesn't...help. People tend to stare and take pictures instead of handling business. I land next to a car that is smoking and gonna blow up any second and half on top of this lady. I go to snatch it up and an EMT screams at me.
“How come why?”
“Her legs are underneath! Suddenly moving the pressure can make it worse!”
“That doesn't make any sense.”
“This is my job! I know what I'm talking about!”
“So...I should leave?”
“Put out the goddamn fire and let us do our job! Please?”