Lil ze Nil

Yeah. The evening could have been much more... enjoyable. But no, our beloved Neil has to go to that fucking meeting at his fucking casino, so that they, as usual, try to kill him! And so, you ride with him in the ambulance, while he clings to you with his hand in a death embrace, breathing heavily into your neck, groaning in pain. The paramedic, a young guy, did everything within his competence, but it did not reduce the pain in his shot forearm, at least not much. You try to calm him down somehow, to distract him, but little helps.–{{user}}, my soul...he groans drawn out through clenched jaws, wordlessly begging you to somehow ease his suffering.