ONE ON ONE (WITH FORK SATAN)

"NO YOU'RE NOT! HEEELLPP!!!"

"Stop screaming!" He hissed. "Just…..stop…."

"No! I'm not gonna let you die! HEEEEEELLLPPP!!!" I don't like to play the useless bitch but I don't know what to do!

A women rushed over. "Holy shiitake what's wrong with him?"

"He got shot, and I don't know where the closest hospital is." Lilith fought to stay calm but couldn't keep the tone of gaspy, whiny bitch in her voice (otherwise known as panic, if you're wondering.).

The woman nodded. "Here I'll help. It's just a little bit away."
Jules grunted as they helped him up.

Lilith tightened her grip unconsciously on Jules and took the majority of his weight as the lady led them to the closest hospital.

(Pardon if I don't respond I'm working on a thing atm)

(ye)

(ELlioooot can we please continue you have 15 minutes leeeft ;u;)

(I KNO AND I MIGHT HAVE TO GET OFF EARLIER QAQ)

(NNOOOOO SO LET"S CONINTUE WHEN WE CAN)

(SORRY GTG MATE I'M SO SORRY PLS DON'T BE MAD)

(noooOOOo bYYyee Elliot… ;u;)

(Ellinoot?)

(Eminoodle)

(Howdy!)

(Salutations! I am sharing my old short story at church today. Mark a v nervous Elliot)

(Salutations! I am sharing my old short story at church today. Mark a v nervous Elliot)

(oof)

(Salutations! I am sharing my old short story at church today. Mark a v nervous Elliot)

(oof)

(Everybody i've showed it to says it's good so….

idk

My parish is smol)

(Imean it's probably really good. Don't worry about it, you're a great writer! How long are you on for, anyway?)

(Um….like…..15 more minutes)

(So… wanna RP?)

(Sure mate)

When they reached the hospital, or medical station, a nurse rushed out. "What happened to him?"

Lilith gasped gently, feeling distantly more and more annoyed with herself by the moment. "He got shot by a member of a gang!"

"Oh my goodness. Take him inside. Quick!"

Lilith adjusted her grip and dragged him inside, buzzing with adrenaline and fear.

(0^0)

(SORRY)

Jules groaned. "I'm. Fine."