The food of the other cafeteria was served outside and ours on the inside. As the girls ordered, I went out and had a little chit chat with them. Then they went inside.
Eunice came out and brought in a knife before she went in, I caught her and had another little talk. She was swinging knife, jokingly. I went along. As I grabbed her right wrist, she swung her knife and she cut my my hand. The cut was as long. Just below the knuckles, the wound opened.
Ralf placed band-aid; 3 of them. He made them so tight in a letter H form.
I was somehow bothered since I had already scheduled what I will be doing later in the day. I was going to work out.
I was worried as to what my mother would say to me about the wound.
The wound healed by itself.

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