“Oh, shit!” I pop my head up, Hawke stops, and I see Stoli standing in the doorway. But only for a split-second. Hawke comes down on me, covering my body and face, and then I hear Stoli shout, “Sorry, Hawke!” And he slams the door. “They’re busy!” We hear Stoli yell to someone. “Super busy!” “Seriously?” Dirk says outside the door. And then a shout, “Way to go, Hawke!” I try not to, but I snort. His friends are so supportive.
