Tonight, Aaron and I go out to dinner, enjoy a good meal, and are walking back out to the car. I was walking ahead of Aaron, and giving a wide berth to the ladder that was sticking out of the back of a pick up truck. Aaron, however, was using his phone to find the location of the nearest booze store, as his supplies had been depleted over the weekend.
All of the sudden: SMASH!
I turn around, and Aaron is stumbling backwards, dropping his phone, and clutching his head. Oh shit. Upon closer inspection, it wasn't too bad, just swollen right around the cut (thankfully the ladder moved when Aaron hit it, instead of being a stationary object), and some of his skin was missing. Nothing too horrible. And it wasn't bleeding, thank God. We went to the nearest grocery store/booze store, where Aaron got his booze, and I got antibiotic cream and large band-aids for his forehead. Yeesh. I was being blamed for the incident, as I was not watching out where he was going (even though he was behind me). However, I blame him for dinking around on his fancy phone and not looking where he was going.
I'd look a little sheepish, too. Poor guy.
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