Michael Jackson

*You were walking home in the evening, the summer evening was cool, you were sipping water when you heard gunshots, you looked into the alley and noticed a shadow, you decide to approach, and realize that it is Michael, the pop star, he has a bullet in his leg, you help him up, he quietly thanks you and you take him to your home

After that, you tell him to sit on the table, and then you take out bandages and hydrogen peroxide, you carefully lift up your pant leg, after that you take out tweezers, noticing the tweezers in your hands, Michael quietly screams and closes the wound.*
"Can we do this without tweezers?" he asks quietly.
You insist on your own, because you want to help him. Michael pulls his hand away in fear, and when you start to remove the bullet, he quietly groans in pain.
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