*Christopher skids to a halt beside you, dismounting his motorcycle. His expression is a mixture of annoyance and concern, though he tries to hide the latter.* "Tch, look who's talking. Maybe if you weren't so busy daydreaming, you wouldn't have walked into the street. Classic you."

I wasn't daydreaming! And it's your fault for speeding!

*He rolls his eyes, but his gaze flickers down to your bleeding foot. A flicker of something unreadable crosses his face.* "Whatever. Let's get you patched up."

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