"OZAKI-SAN~" she wailed, full of youthful vigor and also caffeine.
"I was trying to staple a paper for my English class, but then I slipped and I stapled it to my hand!" Yoshimi held up her right hand, which did bear the aforementioned staple...and the aforementioned paper. "And I'm scared to pull it out because I'm worried that it'll start bleeding a lot, like that time last month with the bulletin board and the nail gun." She frowned at the memory: eternal proof that friends don't let friends drink and operate power tools, though she left that particular detail out of the official retellings.
"The good part is that Ishino-sensei was really understanding about it!" Read: terrified that her student had grievously injured herself and needed to seek immediate medical attention. "I think she'll be okay if I just drop it off after school today or something, so I can stay for a while."