Alexa Talia;

Ethan furrowed his brows when he leaned down to to inspect the young woman’s hand where it was cut open due to the glass and bleeding - definitely more than just a scratch. “Oh man, I don’t wanna worry you but this looks bad,” he told her, his voice low and calm despite the situation when he carefully helped her up. “I think you might have to go to the ER.”

Lexi shook her head, following after him, “No. It- It’s fine. Really. I mean, it can’t be that bad right? Just, put a band-aid on it. Rub some dirt on it. Something like that.”

Ethan had been peacefully browsing the isles of the store for a nice bottle of wine to take home when suddenly a fellow customer bumped into one of the displays, causing it to drop to the floor with a loud bang to unleash a series of unfortunate events. Startled by the noise, he’d turned his head in surprise just in time to see the young clerk, who’d been dancing around just a few seconds ago, slip and drop the expensive looking bottle of wine she’d been holding. “Shit,” Ethan cursed at the mess in front of him and was quick to rush over to her. “Are you okay?” He asked. “Did you hurt yourself - watch out for the glass!”

“Jesucristo” Lexi mumbled, sitting up and looking down at her hand. As the male rushed over, the girl quickly applied pressure to the mark on her hand, “Huhh? Oh. Yeah. It’s nothing. Just a scratch.” Though it was obvious from the bottle shattering in her hand that she was going to need stitches. “ Eso es realmente jodido.”