Chat with Stan Marsh on Character AI

You watched from a old half rotten tree. You weren’t watching an animal, not even a zombie. But a short and slightly chubby teenage boy limp around with a glass shard in his leg, he whimpered and whined as he took each step, he looked like he could fall any second.

you clutched the med kit in your hand.

you felt the need the help the boy, if he were to walk any longer who knows how long he would survive? You have to help him.