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Kat: Come on this way. So how old are you kid? -looks at him-
Kat: -pulls him back down- Not done. -takes out the bandage tape-
Kat: -sets the bottle on counter- Hey Cane wanna go do extreme awesome stuff?
Kat: -finishes- There. All clean. -sighs and looks at him- You alright?
Kat: -nods- You might hate me after this... -pull each side of skin where the cut is away from each other, wraps a piece of cotton ball around a...
Kat: -sees Cane- Oh.... Bad timing?
Kat: What? I know we're underage. But hey! Like I give a crap.
Kat: I understands. Well... -sighs- You better pray its not infected to bad. Or.... -hesitates- You might die. Now I have to kind of dig into the...
Kat: -throws a bunch of flowers at them- Yeepee! -laughs and pops champagne bottle up-
Kat: -looks up from the cut at his eyes still holding the back of his hand, palm facing up- How long ago was it? And... -hesitates- What happened?
Kat: Never travel alone... -shudders a bit- Sorry.. -shakes head once and cleans it-
Kat: -bows back - Your welcome. -smiles at them-
Kat: Where did you get this? It's pretty bad. -sighs looking at the cut- (Bye Charlie!)
Kat: -sighs- It's.... Infected. This will burn like hell. -dabs it with alcohol-
Kat: Awww how..... Cheesy. -laughs- Just kidding. -turns to face them- Make it last guys. -winks- Oh and I never heard a thank you??
Kat: -finishes stitching- All done. -smiles and takes his other hand, looks at the cut on his palm-
Kat: -laughs- I'll take the silence as a yes.
Kat: -starts putting the needle in his arm- You might wanna look away. -is stitching it-
Kat: -looks at him in the eyes- Yeah. I can totally relate. My dad forced my into the army. -sighs- Okay ready? I'm gonna start stitching.
Kat: -over her shoulder since her back is to them- You guys enjoying yourselves?