Scarface

So we are all waiting for Trevor's music show at Miller Driscoll to begin.  We were sitting on benches in the North Cafeteria at 9:15 on a Thursday morning.  Avery, on her knees on the bench, apparently leaned forward and slipped.  She cracked her forehead, blood everywhere.  Fast forward two hours we had hit the nurse's office, a plastic surgeon, and a diner to get some pasta and ice cream.