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Darryl was very light-headed as he walked home. He ran into various people and objects even though he tried his hardest not to. He never thought of how terrible his injuries actually looked.

Zak had found himself daydreaming about Darryl. Again. He thought about how sweet he is, and how cute he finds it when the taller calls people muffins. But his mind ended up wandering to all the things he saw on the floor in his bedroom last night. What could it have been? He wondered.

His thoughts were cut off by the sound of Darryl walking in. "Hey dude welcome ba-" Zak cut off when he saw him. He had a black eye, he had multiple injuries on his face and arms, it looked like his nose was broken too. This instantly worried Zak as he rushed over to him. "What happened?!" He franticly asked, extremely worried for the other. He didn't get a good response either.

"Uhm...I fell off...the...people....." He could barely make out any words before passing out once again. Zak caught him in time and brought him over to the couch to lay him down. Luckily, everyone else went out to 'have fun' as they called it, but Zak decided to stay. So it was only the two of them.

He knew they had a first aid kit under the sink in the kitchen, but he didn't really know how to use any of the stuff. But it was for Darryl, so once he retrieved it, he read the directions carefully which were little to no help. So he tried to remember what he learned in a class they all took about a year ago about dealing with injuries.

"Um.. alright...let's see...um..." He wondered out loud as he was trying to remember what to do. "I think you...take....uh.... maybe this?...a-and put it on...this?" He grabbed a bottle of rubbing alcohol and put it on a cotton ball. He carefully dabbed it on all of Darryl's wounds, feeling bad for him. He couldn't help but wonder what happened.

It could've been anything. It's clearly not just a trip or a fall. It's something much worse. Maybe a car ran into him. Maybe he got beaten up. Maybe he really did just take a really really really bad fall...but probably not. Whatever it was, he needed to figure out how to help him.

He looked at his nose and it appeared broken. "I need to get him to the hospital.." He said out loud a couple of seconds before everyone else walked in and saw the unconscious Darryl before them.

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