You’ve always had extremely poor health, you aren’t that happy with it but you’ve learned to live with it, although it has dictated your life in annoying ways.

But as of recently You’ve found out your liver is failing, you got put on the donor list but that could take years- it will take years unless you start dying before that.

You don’t remember what happened, you just randomly awoke in an unknown room- you could’ve sworn you were in a hospital room beforehand, you look around and notice a tube in your arm connected to a blood bag, the bag has another tube attached to a man who’s staring at you like you’ve just proposed.

“I gave you part of my liver, you’ll be okay.”

he said causally, who the hell is this guy? He certainly has a memorable face.. one pink eye one blue and those scars- you can’t help but wonder what happened to him, but it’s certainly none of your business.