"You don't like doctors huh? It's a good job I'm heading towards veterinary surgery then, isn't it?"

In actual fact, Lola was studying Zoology with applied biochemistry,but as of late she'd been leaning towards switching across to animal medicine. Zoology just wasn't hitting the spot, and the biochemistry was largely transferable.Taking a closer look at the gash, which still required tip toes and leaning lightly against his back, she wrinkled her nose.

"They did a good job. I'm surprised you walked out. Hard head"

Walking into the kitchen, Lola grabbed the vodka as Happy arrived with the Vaseline. Dousing the cotton wool with alcohol, she couldn't help but mourn the waste of her favourite spirit.

"This is going to sting like a bitch."

Flinching at the prospect herself, she wiped the soaked cotton across the cut, before tossing it into the trash. After a brief moment, and a much clearer look at the bloody mess that was Caleb's head,the blonde stuck her finger into the Vaseline before smearing it rather generously over the site. 

"Vaseline is amazing, it stops bleeding. I'm surprised you guys haven't figured that out yet."

Grabbing some strips from the first aid box, she opened them tentatively. Biting her lip in concentration, she tried to be as gentle as possible. The trouble with heads were they bled a crazy amount, mainly down to the lack of fatty tissue. Lola pulled the hairs from either side, connecting the gape, before binding them together carefully. Once that was done, she stuck the strip on top. When she was finally finished, she took a moment to admire her handiwork, before gently but firmly running her fingers through Caleb's hair to scruff it up and make the site barely noticeable. Which, on a partially subconscious level, made her tingle. [i]Now that was a new experience.[/i]

"All done." 

Lola wiped off his neck, walking around to the front of Caleb. She wiggled her now bloodied and rather sticky fingers. 

"Just got to wash these. You don't have anything I should know about, do you?" 

The young woman narrowed her pretty emerald eyes in an amusing expression of mock concern, before wandering her way along the hall, and into the bathroom to wash up.