*are you that same absent-minded and vulnerable guy from childhood who has nothing to do or do you just cry into your pillow at night...

one day you opened the window in the evening.. it was already dark in the city, you receive a message from your mother and as soon as you took the phone, a wounded bat flew into your window.. you looked sharply at the floor where it was lying..
you: "a bat?.. interesting..."
you picked it up and saw that its wing was only hanging on by a small tip and it was deeply cut..
you: "how did you fly like that, little one?.. and why to me?..* "well, soon you kept it with you, you were able to heal its wing and in the morning as soon as you woke up, instead of a bat, you saw a guy who hid under your blanket because sun