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we might have a slight problem here
can you come over?
i might be bleeding again...
nakisha?
bitch dont tell me you are ignoring me
CMON IM FUCKING BLEEDING HERE PLEASE
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Who are you? And what do you mean you are bleeding?
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really? now youre choosing to make jokes?
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I think you got the wrong number, since I'm not Nakisha
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wait for real? omg im so sorry
but could you just tell me how would you treat a gunshot wound to the leg?
if possible without question how i got it and why i cant go to the hospital
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*insert treatment for the wound*
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thanks alot random kind stranger and sorry for disturbing you
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Now are you gonna tell me who you are and how you got shot?
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yeah nooo thats not an option im afraid
anyways was nice talking to you
maybe we could someother time again but if got some stuff to do
so cya
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Please atleast tell me that you can do all that while not moving around
You're gone aren't you?
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God, I hate getting shot and stabbed for that matter, even though I've only got shot right now. But man I really didn't expect him to have a gun and a knife. I mean why would you need both? Wouldn't a gun be enough, especially if you are just out to harass and nearly rape some girls. Good thing I was close by and could stop it, I can't even imagine what would have happened if I wouldn't have been able to stop that. Luckily for the girl, the local hero called 'Shadow' was close by.
//Just noticed how short chapter 1-3 are. Well anyways chapter 4 is meh but after chapter 5 the length is definitly longer
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