*pulls his car into the ER Lane and stops it, getting out* *opens the door and carries her to a stretcher* MEDIC!!
*people run out, take her in and runs alongside*
Nurse: What happened?
Tres: Looks like a gunshot wound - doesnt seem to have hit any bones and just barely missed the organs. It probably damaged some muscle tissue at the most...I took out the bullet
Nurse: With what?
Tres: Does it matter?! She'll need stitches and a transfusion, STAT.
Nurse: Well jeez boy, are you a nurse??
Tres: Mom is. Just go!!
*sits outside, looking down at the ground* *Doctor comes out* Tell me the news Doc.
Doc: Well, Its a boy.
Tres: o_o....*looks around, sees a man outside shaking and smoking* You must want him.
Doc: Oh, right *walks over, talks while another Doctor comes out*
Tres: Good Doc, tell me she'll be alright
Doc: Im sorry but...we've found **** in her blood.
Tres: O_O.....*looks around, sees another shaky man* No No, you want to talk to him. *points, sighing some and sees a woman Doctor come out*
Tres: Okay, theres a black girl in there and
Doc: I know I know. Shes doing great. Blood and everything checks out, we did a good stitch job. She'll be conscious in a few hours.
Tres: Good...*lays out on the chair, waiting*
Rod, there is no smoking of illegal substances in my bar!! *Confiscates blunt and heads out side......* You can join me out back if you want...oohh this is some of the OOOOOOOWHEEEEEEEEEE :arrow:
I'm sorry aka but I dnt fugg with the white girl....
And I own these premises...there's just no smoking in the bar... I don't wanna lose my ebar liscence...
*Takes over bartending duties....* Whatta ya have?
