Kendall turned her head over her shoulder, pausing in her act of pulling her shirt over her head. Her eyes darted over Parker, tugging her shirt down the rest of the way and turning to face him. “So?” she asked, raising a brow and shrugging. She made her way over to her dresser, rifling around for a clean pair of underwear, her hands pausing in the process, eyes widening. “Wait,” she started, her head whipping up to look at Parker. “Olivia didn’t like, find my underwear in there, did she? Fuck, please tell me you told her it was Ruby’s, or somebody else’s. Fuck, Parker, we’re fucked if she finds out, and not in the good way.” Kendall was beginning to panic, slipping her legs into the clean underwear before running a hand through her hair. “They’ll send us both away, for good this time. It won’t be like a stint in rehab or juvie, we’ll never see each other again.” She took a deep breath, trying not to hyperventilate. “Just tell me your biting wit was on point and that she doesn’t suspect anything.”