We were on the bus. You got a nosebleed and it scared me.
I thought you were going to die.
We had to pull over and it took the bus driver 4 minutes before you were okay.
I went home and wrote a story about you, where you got shot in a parking lot and I saved you.
You moved away the next year. I think you own your own company now.
I’m glad you never got shot.
If you ever need saved, I’ve got your back.