[April 19th, late afternoon]

[truculentus]

[guess who made smart decisions and got shanked in the stomach.

After dragging himself to some alley somewhere, digging out his cellphone and calling Makoto.]

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[headshotending]

[ Picking up! ]

...Yuu? Are you in trouble?

[truculentus]

[his breath's shaky, like he's struggling for every intake and exhale -- ]

Y-yeah. Need help.

[headshotending]

...I'm coming. Where are you?

[ Grabbing her first aid kit and getting into her car. ]

[truculentus]

[telling the name of the street]

I-in an alley. Probably not hard to find.