{ halfhumanleo }
At first when entering the almost empty, and slightly shady looking, street, she’d thought the young man stumbling through it was drunk. She’d pass quickly, maybe fake a phone call. It was easier than going the long way round. She’d be fine, it wasn’t completely dark yet.
But when she walked closer, she saw that his stumble wasn’t caused by intoxication. It was more of a pained limp, while one hand gripped his side and the other the wall to keep himself going. Her caution turned into worry and she crossed the street, stepping towards the guy who looked possibly homeless, but maybe too young for that. He looked pale and sick.
“Excuse me... You don’t seem to be doing well, do you need me to call you an ambulance? Or take you to a doctor?” This looked urgent.
