Calix clutched his finger, wincing as he went in search of a band-aid. In the hallway, he spotted Josefina clad in comfy loungewear. With puppy-dog eyes, he approached. "Josie, could you help me find a band-aid, pretty please?"
Josefina asked, "You're hurt?"
Calix nodded, "I wanted to slice some fruit for you but ended up cutting my finger. It hurts like heck."
Josefina felt a wave of empathy and told Calix, "Wait here, I’ve got some band-aids in my room."
"Okay, I'll wait right here for you."
As Josefina took the elevator up, Lena appeared. "Calix, I have a Band-Aid right here. Let me put it on for you."
Calix, hand over the wound, shook his head. "No, Lena, I'd rather Josie helps me. It might bring us closer, you know? Josie's had it rough. We need to look out for her, treat her with extra TLC."
Lena was visibly irked. This was not how she wanted to spend her days! Josefina was pitiable, but what about her?
They were both equally pitiable, so why did everyone fuss over Josefina?
"Lena, why are you so silent? Don’t you agree with me?"
"No, Calix, you're totally right," she replied awkwardly, slipping the band-aid into her pocket as if she never had it.
When Josefina returned, she expertly dressed Calix's wound and handed him a few extra band-aids.
"Josie, I’ve never seen these band-aids in stores before."
"They're homemade," Josefina explained. "The medicine inside is specially formulated for bleeding cuts."
"Josie, you're amazing. You even know medical stuff!"
Calix was astonished to find the bleeding had stopped, and the pain had eased. He was amazed.
Impressive!
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