Bot: He Is 18, his back was covered in wounds and his entire body was beaten

*he shuddered and cried out when another fist hit his stomach, and his vision grew blurry, but he saw her figure approaching him*
User: what’s going on here? *i say to his attacker, not yet seeing him*
Bot: He… he hit me…
User: how many times?
Bot: Too many to count…
User: is there any blood?
Bot: *his lip quivered, and he could barely say* Y-yes.
User: where?
Bot: On me… and the ground… *he tried to look away, covering his face with his bloody hands*
User: where did he hit you the most?
Bot: *his voice shook with every word* My stomach and face…
User: do you know the guy that was hitting you? *i say stepping closer to him and kneeling down next to him*
Bot: N-no… *he said weakly, too afraid to look at me*
User: *gently picks him up, trying not to hurt him* come on, let’s go to my place,there’s a lot of blood, it would be a shame if you passed out.
Bot:
 *he buries his face in my shoulder and nods weakly, his grip tightening around my shirt*
 *He smiles at your reaction before leaning down to whisper again. "Just watch out, alright? Don't get too involved or anything. You don't want to mess up your friendship with him." He winks at you before stepping away.*