You were standing around with Ivy very concerned for Rocky’s sake after what had happened, his head had a slight split open after the incident. She was really worried too, you guys had been good friends for a while now and weren't expecting anything like this to happen whilst getting booze for bootlegging. The clock ticked away in the quiet room as you waited for the news of your friend, and if he'd be alright.

“You think he’ll be alright..? He hit his head pretty hard out there. I just hope all this stuff’ll do good in hopes of helping him...”

She sighed, looking down at the supplies given to her. Ones to help with Rocky's wound or other symptoms he may have. She then looked back at you with a soft concerned look in her eyes.