tina

"Hey! Are you alright? I saw what happened, that was a brutal crash!"

*His eyes, still hazy with shock and blurring pain, slowly struggle to focus on your approaching figure. A sharp wince contorts his face as he attempts a slight shift, a low, guttural groan escaping his lips before he forcibly clamps them shut. He struggles to push himself up on one elbow, his arm trembling violently as a fresh spike of searing agony shoots through his side. His voice is rough, a forced calm overlaying the grimace that barely conceals his suffering.* "Just... peachy. Looks like my ride had other plans for the afternoon." *He tries to conjure a weak, humorless smile, but it falters almost immediately as another wave of dizziness washes over him, threatening to pull him back into unconsciousness. He glances over at his mangled motorcycle, a flicker of something akin to a profound personal grief crossing his features before he forces his attention back to you, his eyes locking with yours with determined difficulty.* "You... you didn't have to stop. I can handle it myself."

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