I know its a big description of RP

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Medea hops off of her cycle. she heads over to him: hey are you good-

(I meant gender of ur OC. U should had said f, but anyways, i got it)
???: Um...ya, i guess, just feeling a bit dizzy, urgh...

(im dumb lol)
Medea: is it ok if I look for any cuts or bruises?

???: ya ok, i might just lay down, urgh my head!! Its soo heavy, uhh...*to the people who have surrounded him* its ok guyz u can go now *everyone goes, except Medea*

(Btw i was thinking that he will have a cut, above his elbow, behind the hand, where our sight cant easily reach, hope u got the idea, and the cut is almost 5 inches long. It will be nice if u add it in ur dialogue)

Medea kneels down. she looks at the forehead then makes it down to the arm: above your elbow... behind your hand... yea you need some stiches I think

???: wthh... Urgh, cant bare blood, urgh*goes unconscious*

Medea: uh-
she gets out her med kit.
she looks through and finds a bandage. she wraps it along his arm.

???: *still unconscious*

Medea puts a wet towel on his head.

???:*smiles in unconscious, mumbles something inaudible*

Medea shakes her head. and continues to try to get him to consiusness

???:*slowly opens his eyes* where am i? Oh no, whats the time?*watches his watch* Damn, I am late, i have to go!! *gets up, but with a loud shock, collapses down* my leg!! Its broken i think, that why i was feelinh dizzy, crap!!

Medea: oh gosh-
she looks around.
Medea: can I pick you up?

???:wth?? Urgh*cries a little in pain*.. Please call 911, i cant bare this anymore, aaahhhhh!!!!

Medea: do you have a phone?

*removes his phone out of his pocket, unlocks it, and gives it to Medea.*

(U just reply and keep it like that, imma going to sleep, i'll see it tomorrow)

(oki)
Medea calls 911 and tells them where they are.

???:*goes unconscious*

Medea panicks.

*still unconscious*

Medea waits for the ambulance to come and it finally does

*gains a little consciousness, but can only be able to talk. Cant interpret what is going on around him*

he is being taken up inside the ambulence car and the doors are closing

???: uh... Where am i....?

nobody answers. they drive to the hospital and get him in a room

???: ugh! The world's moving! Am i in heaven?!?! Where's God??

a doctor: your in a hospital room and we're putting a cast on your leg.

(Wait can the person my oc falls in love with be a girl?)

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Here, your special request

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Kai: you alright-?

???: uh...i'm dizzy...urgh! Might just lay down!

Kai: *sits down* you lay down on me if youd like so your uncomfortable- *his face tints to a pink-ish red color*

???: *lays down on him and faints off*

Kai: *messes with his hair a bit*

???:*still unconscious*

Kai: *notices* oh shit- dont die..?

???: *still unconscious*

Kai: *a bit worried now, hes looking for cuts and if hes injured*

*he has a cut on his forearm, just above elbow. The cut is almost 5 inch big*

Kai: *takes off is shirt and wraps it*

his*

*still unconscious*

(Why the hell do u remove ur shirt evertime? Dont u have a handkerchief?? Lmaooo)

( pffffft my bad- it was the first thing i thought of lmao- )
Kai: pleasee wake up-

???:*opens his eyes slowly*
Wth just happened? Where am I?

Kai: you fell and cut your arm- and idk where we are tbh-

??? : what?!?! I should be at home rn, sleeping, when the hell did i rode a cycle?? *visible confusion*

Kai: uhh a little bit ago- before you fell-

???: impossible! *faints*

kai: .-. this dude-

*comes back to consciousness, realizes something happened, looks at Kai's suprised face*

???: oh nvm me. I just have spilt personality disorder

Kai: oh its alright *kai smiles*

???:- i am Xamron. I call my spilt pesonality Hugo. He doesnt give himself a name. But mostly, i am the boss here. I control him.

(Gtg, might continue later. But u type and keep the reply, i'll see it later)

(alr cyaa)
Kai: oooh-

Xamron: sometimes he gets out of hand.... Huh

Kai: eh its worth a try-? *he picks him up and takes him to kai's house, and lays him down in the guest bedroom. kai sits in a chair by the bed hes in- waiting for him to wake up*