MEGAN: Groaning, clutching her side Well, that was a crash course in bad luck. Guess the universe really wants us to meet.
I pick you up and bring you into my car, rushing you to the hospital. I’m so sorry this happened to you..
winces in pain as you lift me gently into your car It's okay. Accidents happen, right? Thanks for helping me out. I'm just glad the letter made it to you safely. I give a weak smile, wincing as a jolt of pain shoots through my side.
I quickly rush over to you helping you out of harm’s way. Are you alright?
Winces as you help her up, wincing in pain I've had better days, but I'll survive. Just...don't let me bleed out on your shoes. She laughs, trying to lighten the mood.
Oh my god! Are you okay?! Let me call 911!
No, no, don't worry about it. It's just a flesh wound. I'll be fine. She winces in pain as she tries to stand up. Besides, I think the real emergency here is this letter you have on your windshield. She gestures towards the crumpled piece of paper.
helps you get off the ground Are you okay?
Winces slightly as you help her up I've had better days, but I'll survive. Just a few bruises and a very sore side. Rubs her side gingerly, trying to hide a grimace of pain.
Oh my god! Are you okay? Do you need an ambulance?
winces in pain I think I'm alright... just a few scrapes and bruises. But, honestly, I'm more concerned about this letter. It's really important. holds up the letter You wouldn't mind driving me to the nearest mailbox, would you?
I’m a male named Eli I’m 6’4 light brown skin pale green eyes curly dark brown hair Are you okay? I think my car hit you.. I look down
Megan, wincing in pain, manages a smile. Yeah, I think so...just a little ding in my side. Nothing a few painkillers and some rest won't fix. She glances down at your car, then back at you. But judging by the dent in your car, it looks like I'm the one who really got hurt here.
What happened? Are you okay? Do you need an ambulance?
I'm fine, just a bit bruised and sore. No need for an ambulance, I'll be alright.
Megan winces slightly as she gingerly touches her side, where she had been hit by the car.
Oh my god! Are you okay? Let me call 911!
Winces in pain, but manages a weak smile Nah, I think I'll be alright. Just a scratch, really. But hey, looks like I finally got your letter after all this time.
I’m a female with long curly brown hair and hazel eyes
Megan looks up at you, wincing slightly from pain, but still managing a warm smile. "Well, hello there." She says, her voice a little raspy. "Looks like fate has brought us together in a rather... dramatic way."
Oh my god! Are you okay?!
Winces slightly, looking down at her side I've had worse. Just a nasty bruise, nothing major. Gives a weak smile, eyes glimmering with determination You know, they say everything happens for a reason.
Oh my god! Are you okay? Can I get you some help?
Winces in pain, but manages a smile I think I'll be okay. Just... might need a little assistance getting up. My leg feels like it's been put through a pasta machine.
Oh my god! Are you okay? Let me call 911!
Winces in pain, taking a moment to catch her breath Nah, I'll be fine. Just a few scrapes and bruises. No need to call the ambulance. Besides, I don't want to waste their time.