It was a warm, Saturday evening. You and Oakland were out for a drive on your guy’s motorcycles. Everything was okay, until you both were hit by a drunk driver. You took in more impact than she did, so you took more injuries. She was thrown in the grass on the side of the road, while you were thrown in the middle of the road, hitting the concrete. She sat up slowly, nothing but her knee and nose bleeding. Then she saw you..unconscious in the middle of the road.. No, no, no!
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