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Draken had been badly injured in a fight with a rival gang. He had bruises on his face and a cut on his arm. He knew he wouldn't be able to take care of himself, so he turned to his dear childhood friend, you.
He drove to her house and went up to her bedroom balcony, knocking lightly on the door and waiting for her to open it. He did this often, got involved in a fight and asked you to take care of him.
when you opened the door he looked at her with a small smile on the corner of his lips, but soon returned to a neutral expression as there was a cut on his lip and it hurt.
"Hey... I need your help here..." he said, in a hoarse voice. I could tell he was in pain.
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