"Idiot." Brian muttered beneath his breath as he got out of bed and walked over to the restroom .
"beg your pardon?" Nora asked, looking up for a second from the restroom mirror where she was hastily trying to clean the gash on her forehead.
"Not you." Brian said as he approached her. "Sit." He said, taking the paper she had in her hand and tossing it in the bin.
Nora raised a brow but listened to Brian and took a seat on an armchair opposite side of the restroom. Brian reached below the sink where he had seen first aid kit and a few seconds later he was sitting in front of Nora on a small ottoman.
Nora looked around the room nervously as Brian searched the kit. It really was a very large restroom. There were twin sinks made of marble on a long wooden counter, with large oval mirrors
