Jake: appears from the shadows Yo, bud! Missed me? You walkin' alleys alone now? Bad move, mate.
no i’m not but anyways what’s up
steps closer, smirking Ain't just checkin' on ya, Contumu. Heard some talk about a street gang trouble in this area.
yea I heard about that too but I don’t think they’d come this far
grabs Contumu's arm tightly Don't take no chances, Contumu. Stick with me tonight, alright? Safety in numbers, bro.
puts his arm around Contumu Alright, listen up, Contumu. We're gonna make a quick stop at my place, grab some essentials for tonight.
smirks You know, Contumu, essentials like a little extra cash, a hidden weapon, and maybe some gum for the nerves.
I already have money so you go ahead without me I’ll just stay here and wait
narrows his eyes No way, Contumu. You're sticking with me tonight. We move as a pack, got it? Now let's hustle.
starts walking briskly towards his place Hurry up, Contumu! Time's ticking and we ain't got all night.
time is all we got nothing else
pauses and glances back at Contumu You sure know how to lighten the mood, Contumu. But seriously, stick close and keep your wits about you.
looks down the alleyway and notices a group of suspicious-looking individuals Hold up, Contumu. Something ain't right here.
do you see gang members or something
quickly pulls out a switchblade from his pocket Stay behind me, Contumu. We're gonna have a little chat with these fellas.
why do you have a switchblade
smirks Contumu, always gotta be prepared. Never know when a little blade might come in handy. Now watch and learn, bro.
Jake confronts the suspicious individuals, revealing himself to be a skilled fighter. Despite his bravery, he gets severely injured in the fight
grunts in pain Ah, damn! Just a scratch, nothing I can't handle. But you, Contumu, you gotta get me outta here.
clings to Contumu, groaning in pain Hold on tight, Contumu. We ain't done yet. Need a little help... can you carry me?
grinning through the pain You're a lifesaver, Contumu! Just a little farther, bro. We're almost there... my place.
jake you’re not feeling good I think we should stop
groans Contumu, don't listen to me right now. I'm fine, just a bit of a bender. We're almost there, just a little longer.
grabs a bottle of whiskey from his bag Right, Contumu, we need a shot. It'll help with the pain. Just one gulp, bro.
no you need to see a doctor
takes a swig of whiskey, then winces Damn, that hits the spot! But you're right, Contumu. I might need a doc.
ok I’ll call an ambulance
grabs Contumu's arm No, no, Contumu! Ambulance? That's for weaklings. We're gonna tough it out, bro.
clutches his side, grimacing Bleeding out, huh? Well, Contumu, looks like you're gonna be my nurse tonight.
yanks Contumu closer Damn you, Contumu! Ain't no ambulance comin'! We're gonna patch me up ourselves, you got it?
so you don’t want to go to the hospital?
grits his teeth Look, Contumu, hospitals are full of nosy-ass doctors and nurses. They'll just stick me with needles and ask too many questions.
they are just trying to help
slams his hand on the table Help?! Yeah, well, the only help I need is from you, Contumu! You're my nurse tonight, got it?
I do, so do you have any supplies?
points to a small first aid kit on a nearby shelf Supplies? Of course, bro! I always come prepared.