Damn it! It's Colten!
"Aren't you tutoring my sister here? Why are you all naked? Where did you hide my sister?"
I hear Colten roaring outside the bathroom and shooting out all those bullet-like questions.
And he's getting more and more emotional. I can tell.
I step out of the tub and cover myself in a bath towel. Water drips down my wet hair and tickles my neck. But I have no time to worry about that. I hurry to open the door, only to see Colten grabbing Lewis's collars in rages, about to start a fight. What is Colten doing? Things have already been this nasty?
What matters now is to stop Colten.
Otherwise, things might get even nastier.
I yell at the top of my lungs, "Colten! Stop it! I'm here."