Cait was waiting eagerly at the kitchen table, eyes focused on the door. When it banged open, she jumped out of her seat and rushed towards her sister. "You need to take a seat for this." She grabbed the bags out of Noelle's hands and placed them on the counter. They would stay there for now.
"Okay. So remember last night when I broke that glass and cut my hand on it? Well. I went to change the bandage today." She paused.