Aileen stormed out of the restroom angrily and joined her brother David.
"It seems it didn't go well?", David asked with a smirk. He told Aileen to stay put, but she didn't listen.
Aileen rolled her eyes. "Can't you at least pretend that you are worried for me?"
David snorted. "What should I be worried about? You can't take care of one nurse?"
"She is not naïve, and she moves fast. She hurt me!", Aileen whined.
David gave Aileen a look over, and he could not see any traces of a fight. Her hair is fine, there are no slap of scratch marks which are common when girls fight… He was sure that she is exaggerating, as usually. "Are you saying that you got a beating? Didn't you get any training?"
"Yes, I trained fencing. How will that help me in a tiny restroom without a weapon?"
"A weapon? Since when are your words not poisonous enough?"
Aileen gritted her teeth. "I told you… she is not naïve. It will not be easy to manipulate her."