Amber had been chatting with Fierte but she jumped up and went over to where Antoine had fallen. “What the hell happened over here? Is that blood?” She asked, her eyes wide.
The house began to warm up, from the fireplace and something else, now. A minute later, Oliver came back upstairs. “Got the furnace working, it should get warmer.”
Fierte walked over, her eyes widening a tad when she saw the blood. “Alright, who needs medical assistance?” she asked
Antoine waves his hand. "I'm fine." He groans shaking his head a little as he carefully wraps a makeshift bandage from some of his shirt.
“Stop that. You obviously aren’t, and I have real bandages in my bag,” Fierte protested
Pandora made her way up the stairs as well, finally able to take her coat off now that it was warmer. She saw Antoine's wound and winced a bit. "You shouldn't use your t shirt, if it's not clean, your wound could get infected."
"Alright… I'll use those then." he says, looking up at Fierte. "Ngh… my question is… does it need stitches?" He mutters to himself.
“Probably not, so long as you don’t mess with it anymore,” Fierte answered. She walked off, returning a moment later with her bag. She sat down next to Antoine before pulling the first aid kit out
"What happened?" Evelin asked, returning from the bathroom.
"The staircase happened." Antoine replies, sighing.
Fierte began bandaging his ankle, doing so quickly. "I have tylenol as well, if you need it," she offerd
"No, it's good." He say softly.
Jordan sighs. He rests his chin on his arms. His elbows where resting on his knees
Evelin watched them, a peculiar look on her face. "Fierte, it's okay, I got it. You can go now." She sat down, examining the bandages. "Huh. Nothing out of place. You did… a great job." She stood up abruptly, heading to the kitchen. "I'll soap the dishes. Who's going to rinse?"
(can evelin be a bit jealous of fierte because evelin's an overprotective bish? well, no, that's not the full reason. it's that evelin feels frustrated for not being there for antoine when she's supposed to be a doctor when she's older, and she's taking it out on fierte)
(sure)
Fierte gave her a look but eventually sighed. "Okay, okay. You do it then," she said before putting the spare medical supplies away and walking off
Antoine stands, trying to get used to the feeling and the small twinges of pain.
Jordan rests his back on the railings in the second floor.
Blair looked to Antoine a bit worried, "you alright?" She seemed distant looking up the stairs, "you don't think that could happen again do you?" Blair asked concerned.
"I'm fine." he says stiffly, wincing a little. He sighs softly and shakes his head, trying to relax.
Jordan stands and rides the rail down to the main floor. He walks over to Antoine, "You need a shoulder?"
Antoine looks up, sighing softly, "That would be appreciated." He says, swallowing his pride.
Jordan wraps Antoine's arms around his should and helps him over to the others
"Thanks." He says quietly, glancing at the other.
Jordan didnt notice and didnt look at him just nodded, "Whatever dude."
Antoine grunts, stumbling a little bit.
"Woah!" Jordan practically does a lunge to catch Antoine, "Dude! Don't do that, greenie!"
(should I try to start building Pandora's character in this soon? She's been kinda off to the side the whole time…)
“Alright, we should all probably put our things in our rooms. There may not be enough rooms for everyone, so a few people might have to share,” Amber hummed as she brought her things up the stairs. “Then, we can get something to eat. This place should be stocked with stuff.”
(Probably, if you want)
"I'll just take the couch," Fierte said before promptly flopping onto said couch. Lovena rolled her eyes before turning to smile at Amber.
"Where's Oliver? Does he have a roommate?" she asked innocently
"I'll take whatever room." Antoine says softly, shaking his head.