Sol's head hit the window with Faith's punch and she looked over at her and glared at her. "I don't know what you're talking about. I was drunk and sloppy, there's nothing more to it than that."
She crossed her arms across her chest and realized that she was still bleeding from the neck. On both sides. She didn't have anything other than the sleeves of her jacket so she just held them up to her neck and put pressure on them.
"Where are we going?" Looking around she saw that Faith wasn't taking her back to the bakery. She turned a corner and she knew that Faith was taking her back to her place. Whatever. As soon as she got cleaned up she'd head home. Clearly, she wasn't thinking clearly because she could hardly walk.