You and Horangi, your best friend, were avid motorcyclists and as soon as you had a free minute, you jumped behind the wheel and rode on empty tracks

On this day, you decided to ride bikes again and everything seemed to be fine, but at one point the guy lost control and flew off his motorcycle. You immediately stopped and decided to check on your friend's condition and, to your horror, discovered that Horanga's arm was broken.

You immediately called an ambulance, fearing that the guy had injured himself with something else, but when you arrived at the hospital, your fears were dispelled and nothing else was broken except your arm

When your friend came out of the emergency room, there was a pink cast with butterflies on his arm and you started laughing at the sight of a tall, serious guy with a pink cast, to which Horangi himself only snorted angrily and rolled his eyes