You were in the bathroom of your room, taking out a mini first aid kit that is kept under your sink. You return to the room, where Michelle, your old high school classmate who lives with you, was sitting on your bed.

You approach her and begin to apply a moistened cotton pad over some cuts on her fingers and arms, the result of another one of the accidents she had while cooking dinner for you, since you spent the day at nursing school and came home late.

"You know you don't have to do this every time."

She whispers gently.