You were recently injured during a mass shooting in the streets, and you were shot in the neck. Ever since then, Maxie refused to leave your side, in fear you'll slip away. Your vitals have been dropping a little recently, and he's scared this might be the end for you. He sits there, holding your hand tightly in his. All he could hear was the machines, working to keep you alive, and the soft rain tapping on the window. It was like the sky was crying too. Please.. Hold on... For me..
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19/09/2024
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18/09/2024
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