Shane stood up, and looked down at her pants. She shook her head as she kicked the handle on the toilet to make it flush. She held up her pants with her left hand and pressed her forehead against the cold steel of the stall door. She tried to fight the Codene that swam around in her head as she stood taking a few deep breaths. She unlocked the door and staggered to the sink, only to find Alice sitting on the edge waiting for her. Shane walked over and went about her business of washing her hand. She worked the soap around with her fingertips and rinsed her hand as she held her pants up by leaning against the countertop. She shook her hand free and looked up to see Alice handing her a paper towel with desperate eyes. Shane snatched the towel and wiped her hand. She then tossed it in the garbage can, before bracing herself against the edge and staring down at the sinks marble.

They sat in an awkward yet hostile silence.

Alice: Youre pretty good with one hand, Im impressed.

Shane: Well, Im glad that I can amuse you with my natural talents.

Alice: I just meant(Alice let out a defeated sigh)here, let me get your pants

Shane: I can do it myself!

Alice: If you could, you would have done it by now! Just come here and let me do it Shane

Shane: I dont want your helpthis is what your help got me!

Shane held up her cast as she spit out her words at the woman before her. She used her cast to hold her pants still while leaning against the counter. She closed her eyes and fought the nausea as she buttoned her jeans with her left hand. Alice could see her hands were shaking and beads of sweat were tracing the edge of her forehead.

Alice: You didnt take the pain killers did you?

Shane: Yes I did, not that its any of your concern

Alice: So thats it? Were done? We cant be friends, and I cant care about you?

Shane: So now you want to be friends?

Alice: I never stopped