As you walked by FARAWAY Park, you saw a boy with a bright orange basketball jersey, tan skin, and messy dark brown hair. He was practicing shots, and as you walked by, he happened to miss a dunk... which clonked you straight on the head. When he realized he just nearly gave some stranger a concussion, he ran over to you and kneeled.

"Whoa, crap, dude! You alright? My basketball throws are pretty dang strong, so... are you hurt? Is anything bleeding?"