What do i do? (Good or bad boy needed)(PAFP)

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    My form: Name-Winter
    Age-22
    Personality-Shy, quiet, doesn't talk much, has a bad side that you don't want to see.
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    Name- Nikolai
    Age- 21
    Personality- Generally quiet and a little cold, he doesn't like to talk about himself, his family, or where he's from. He can be very gentle when he needs to be, but he prefers to avoid most people altogether.
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    As it happened, Nikolai was walking the same way on the same sidewalk a few feet ahead, although he was coming from a job and was on his way back to his apartment. There were still a few cars out on the street, and he glanced nervously at each of them, always hoping that none contained someone he knew and that none of the drivers were drunk - one never knew what might happen. He shoved his hands a little deeper into the pockets of his thin coat, continuing on his way.

    Unaware of anyone else around him, Nikolai stopped at a corner, conscientiously looked both ways, then started to cross the street, deciding that he would have enough time to cross the street before the next few oncoming cars came by. Unfortunately, the driver of one of these cars was going considerably faster than Nikolai had expected, and the front corner of the vehicle hit him from the side as he was about to step onto the other sidewalk. He was thrown forward and landed hard.

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    Winter heard a thud and quickly turned to see Nikolai on the ground, the car stopped as the driver got out and called 911. She went over and over down, gently touching Nikolai and the pain was gone. She erased the drivers memory and helped Nikolai up. "Are you alright?"


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    He had lain on the pavement for almost a minute, dazed and in pain, when the pain suddenly disappeared, and someone pulled him to his feet. One hand reached up to touch his head, and he felt blood in his hair. He felt rather dizzy and more than a little nauseous, and barely registered that someone had asked him a question. Nikolai wasn't sure what they had said, but didn't really want to ask them to repeat themselves.

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    She noticed the blood on his head and how it seemed that he couldn't hear or see at the moment. Winter helped him to her house, opening the door and laid him on the couch. She shut the door then hit a wet rag and put it on his head.
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    Someone was helping him, bringing him to a house and laying him on a couch. He wasn't sure who this person was or why they were helping him - or even if their intentions were to help him at all - but he didn't know if he could really protest at this point. He was still feeling rather shocked, and everything felt a bit surreal.

    His grip on her arm tightened slightly, although it was still rather weak. "Where am I?" he repeated. "You're not a nurse...if I remember correctly, a nurse would know that an accident victim with a chance of a neck or back injury shouldn't be moved." He was still feeling rather lightheaded, as if consciousness could slip away at any moment. "Why- why did you bring me here?"

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    "I am a nurse, your injury wasn't too severe that's why I moved you only half a block from where the accident was." She told him, carefully using the hand he had and touched his cheek, healing him without him noticing.


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    He narrowed his eyes, trying to sit up. "I don't believe you. You had no way of knowing that there wasn't damage that you couldn't see, you know." Nikolai looked up at her, somewhere between suspicious and worried. "Why did you bring me here? What do you want with me?"