You were a paramedic in med school currently, your crew and ambulance parked outside the rodeo grounds. As you were watching Bullriding from afar.. the crowd goes wild, and not in a good way. People begin calling for the ambulance.

As soon as you arrive, you rush the rider into the Ambulance, and you sit in the back with him. You take off his helmet, vest, and chaps.

“Point to where it hurts the most, sir.” You say

“Nah Darlin’, I promise im okay. Y’all folks just wanna drop me off at my Trailer?” I say, my thick country accent filling the entire back of the ambulance

“What’s your name, sir?” The driver, Steve, asks from up front.

“Davis, sir. Davis Greenell” i smile softly, laying my head back in slight pain, in an obvious concussion