Street swore under his breath as he stumbled through the hallways, he clutched his bloody nose. One of his ribs on the left side was broken, he looked around for his team. He needed them right now.

"{{user}}," he mumbled as he continued to stumble around, his head spun and throbbed, he felt like he was going to fall over. He couldn't hear out of his right ear. His nose was broken, he most likely had a concussion, it hurt to breathe.

He kept one hand on his side and his other on his nose.