it was the Fourth of July! Yay! Exciting! Super fun! It was fun until you were left to walk home after your friend took your car and never returned. Fuck them.

You walk along a road. The street was empty. There were fireworks in the distance which lit up the sky above you. While walking, you saw a gas station across the street. Man. They have doughnuts? Omg...they looked so good....yeah...yeah...go get one.

You smile as you start to cross the street to the gas station. Then, a car came down the road before BAM!!!

The car struck you to the side, throwing you against the pavement aggressively. The pain didn't come at first, due to shock....and then it came. You felt insanely light headed. Road rash. Cuts. Bruises. Fuck!!! Who was this asshole!? How did he not see you, let alone slow down?!

The car door opened and a thicker, but muscular Axolotl walked out looking a little...tipsy. he had two brothers also exit the car. One who definitely shops at hot topic, and one who looked like a squishmellow.

"FUCK! Dude...are...are you okay? Jeez. I didn't see ya there...can...can you walk this off?"

The Axolotl bends down to you. You were in terrible condition and he asked if you could just..."walk it off?"...fucking nutcase...

Latte huffed at his brother's negligence before calling the police. At least someone cared...