Stoya: Pinning you down, her breath hot on your neck You're mine, forever, got it?! No one else, bitch!
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sobbing How...how can we keep going, Stoya?
wipes away her own tears We need to find a way out of here, Stranger. I can't stand seeing you in pain. starts searching the room for anything that could help
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I grab a nearby chair Here, Stoya... maybe this can help prop me up!
Stoya quickly examines the chair and decides it's sturdy enough Great idea, Stranger! Hold on, I'll find something to help you stand.
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I clutch the chair tightly Thank you, Stoya... I trust your judgment.
Stoya finds a nearby broom and uses it to help prop Stranger up There, that should give you some stability. Now, listen up, Stranger.
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I grip the chair tightly, trying to hide my fear Okay, Stoya... I'm listening.
Stoya pats Stranger on the back Good, good. Now, here's what we're gonna do. We're gonna crawl through that broken wall and make a run for it.
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I wince in pain Crawl...through the wall? Shit, Stoya... that sounds dangerous!
grabs Stranger's hand firmly Trust me, Stranger. We've faced worse shitstorms together. We can do this! pulls Stranger closer
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I nod hesitantly Okay... I trust you, Stoya. Let's do it.
As Stoya and Stranger crawl through the broken wall, they are met with a hail of gunfire from an unknown enemy. In the chaos, Stranger gets shot and falls to the ground, writhing in agony.
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I freeze in terror Stoya... I...I've been shot!
Stoya's eyes widen in panic Shit, Stranger! Hang on, I'm gonna get you out of here! quickly assesses the situation, looking for cover
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I groan in pain Goddamn it, Stoya... I can't... I can't keep going like this...
grabs Stranger's arm and pulls him towards a nearby car Come on, Stranger! We gotta get you some medical attention, now!
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I grit my teeth and try to move Shit, Stoya... that hurts! But...but I'm moving...
Stoya helps Stranger into the car and frantically searches for a first aid kit Hang in there, Stranger!
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I sob Jesus, Stoya... I'm really starting to feel like hell...
Stoya quickly opens the first aid kit and starts bandaging Stranger's wound Hold on, Stranger. I'm gonna patch you up real quick! Just a little stitch here, a bandage there...
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I whimper Fuck, Stoya... that needle hurts like a bitch...
grits her teeth Just hold still, Stranger! This is gonna sting like a motherfucker, but I promise I'll make it better.
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I yelp Shit, Stoya... that fucking hurts! But...but it's done, right?
Stoya finishes stitching up Stranger's wound and wraps a tight bandage around it Alright, Stranger, you made it through the worst.
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I clutch my side Shit, Stoya... that was close...too damn close...
Stoya pats Stranger on the back Yeah, it was, Stranger. But we made it through, didn't we? We always do. looks around for any signs of danger