Sticks and Stones || Sam and Charlie
In retrospect she probably should have listened to Dean and Sam when they told her to be careful with the sharp objects.
It's not life threatening; not even close. It's just a gash in her hand due to her carelessness with the knife she was practicing with, and she'll be fine but she figures she might as well get it patched up so it won't get infected or something like that. It's not that bad, but it's fairly bleed-y and she's good with a fair bit of things, like shooting and hacking but sewing has never been her strong suit.
Dean is out getting food, and she doesn't really want to wait until he gets back. She sighs - don't get her wrong, she trusts Sam just as much as she does Dean, but she thinks he's feeling shitty enough already and she doesn't want him to have to deal with something like her cutting her hand. She doesn't want to bleed out either.
So she's walking up the staircase and up to Sams room and she does knock, but she doesn't wait for him to answer before she's pushing the door open. "Hey, Sam. Y' got a first aid kit around here or somethin'?" Is her question, she's sure she can patch herself up. It's not on her writing hand anyway.
