Realistic Modern Day RP {Open}

App's eyes were slowly closing, still exhausted. But then her stomach growled. She winced when her stomach contracted painfully. She was so tired though… Maybe… Just going to sleep for a couple days would help… Her system was starting to shut down. She hadn't eaten anything but one meal that she could remember. And that was more of a snack than anything.

Clovis opens his teary eyes.
"Here's an idea. Why don't we get you some food and then find a bed for you to sleep on?"

"No, I'm not gonna lie and say I haven't hurt anyone," he said bitterly, "But Im not lying when I say I didn't want to hurt anyone"

Molly nods slowly and sarcastically.
"Oh! Okay! I get it!" Without looking to Fiona and Conner she angrily calls.
"Get out of here while I have the gun to this freaks head!"

App just mumbled in response. She started wiggling a tiny bit, as if she were trying to get up. But she couldn't. She whined softly and tried again.

Clovis stands, his arm stinging with pain from holding her. He ignores it and gently pulls her to her feet while he stands.
"Come on."

Molly watches as the guy goes dizzy. Of course she knew what dizzy people looked like. She'd been around Clovis half her life.
"I'll be out in a bit. GO!" She calls behind her to Conner and Fiona.
She keeps the gun pointed at the guy, waiting for him to pass out from blood loss.
Honestly, Idiot, if you pass out I'll take care of that wound. Not that I care about you, cause I don't

She waits a bit longer, poking him with her foot, before setting the gun down and taking care of the would. She cuts out the bullet, then stitches it with thread and a makeshift needle. She tears some cloth off of the bottom of her shirt and wraps it.
Not like I could get any colder anyways.
She angrily stands, picking up her gun again.

Molly quickly throws what she thought might be his coat over him. then backs away.
"I would say I hope you die, but I'm not actually a monster like you." She claims.
I wish.

Molly marches up beside them, walking onward towards the hospital.
"C'mon. Let's get back before my guy freaks out again."

(Actually, if we had less people we'd be waiting a lot more often. I'm in and RP with two friends rn, and we only update like once a week cause they get on like as little as that guy that took a shower like 5 days ago.)(the more characters, the more likely one is to die, the more likely ships will be realistic and the more likely action is to happen and quickly :D)

(I can't really update rn. I'm using my sisters phone and I don't know when she'll take it.)