Yvette nodded as Jon said he was going to check on the other girl. She seemed to already be being taken care of, but whether or not the other men had any medical experience was the thing. So she just forced a smile and closed her eyes, letting the grimace come back to her face when he was out of ear shot. A small whimper left her lips as she shifted slightly, trying to be comfortable but unable to. She sighed heavily, opening her eyes in time to see Mike coming back towards her from over where the other young lady was. She chewed her lip, hoping they would all be okay.

She honestly hadn’t ever drank before, never having been given permission by her protective mother. But she nodded quietly and propped herself up on her elbows, taking one of them and sipping. Her face scrunched up slightly at the taste, but hey, if it would mean less pain… She began drinking the rest of it while watching Mike and listening to him.

[b]”Have you done this before?”[/b] she asked hesitantly, finding he seemed like he had. Of course she could be wrong. She twitched slightly when he poured water on her, looking a bit sad when he said she’d need stitches. It was the thought of a needle running back and forth through her skin that bothered her most, so she grabbed another little bottle and opened it. 

[b]”I’m… not brave,”[/b] she said humbly, a sheepish smile on her face as she shook her head slightly, using one arm to brush her hair from her face and clear her throat. She continued drinking the small bottle quietly.