[ Busted. She can hear the panic in her older brother's voice when he calls for her, and she looks around frantically, trying to figure out how to make this look... well, not as bad as it probably is. She quickly grabs the towel from where it's hanging up and wraps it around her arm, as though the blood isn't going to soak through, as if the sink and the bathroom floor don't look like a massacre already. ]
I'm in the bathroom, Polly--
[ She opens the door enough to poke her head out, flashing him a nervous grin. ]
No worries, I'm okay! I just cut myself a little. I'm fine!
[ She's doing her best to keep the soaked through towel out of his line of sight, and to keep her grin in place, but this really hurts and she's kind of panicking, too. Just a little. ]
LMAO POOR POLLY
I'm in the bathroom, Polly--
[ She opens the door enough to poke her head out, flashing him a nervous grin. ]
No worries, I'm okay! I just cut myself a little. I'm fine!
[ She's doing her best to keep the soaked through towel out of his line of sight, and to keep her grin in place, but this really hurts and she's kind of panicking, too. Just a little. ]