Andrew walked into the bathroom on the left and opened up the case. He looked at himself in the mirror, and his face was all bloody and had many cuts on it. That exploding spell really did wonders didn't it? He ran the water from the sink, and then ran his hands under, in the shape of a cup. After there was enough water for it to go over his hands, he splashed his face, felling the cuts sting in the process. Blood flowed down the drain in a string like motion, which was almost disgusting to see. After he got all the blood off his face, he opened up the first aid kid and then began to put band-aids on the cuts off his face. In the end, he had to use about 3 to cover them all up. He felt a little better to get the blood on his face, and then began to use gauze on the more larger cuts on his arms and torso. He almost used up all of the gauze, and it felt rather awkward to move his arms around with the bandages being too close to the joints of his body. He threw his ripped and tattered shit in the trash can and walked over to the dressed near his bed. He found a clean one and then put it one, one arm hole after the other. After the shirt was on, he went back out into the kitchen and asked "Want something to eat?"