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“Fine. I have a little cash on me. We’ll figure it out as we go.” You blurt out in an attempt to calm her down.
“Are you really going to help me…?” It dawned on Rat Girl that this wasn’t a given.
“We have no time to overthink the risks. Let’s go.” You start pushing her wheelchair.
“Can you at least tell me what your name is?!” Rat girl is having second thoughts.
“I’m Johnny. Don’t tell anyone if I screw this up though. You?” You can’t mentally call her rat girl for the rest of time no matter how funny it would be.
“Call me <span class="mu-i">Vera</span>.” The squeaking gal reveals her identity.
“Okay, Vera, you gotta tell me how to get you down the stairs.” It’s not nice to say, but you don’t have experience helping the injured in these types of situations. Only on the bus. And once on the subway. But that’s it.
“You have to carry me down. How else?! It was no joke, these stairs are not wheelchair friendly.” Vera is worried about her prospects.
“I have noodle arms.” You wave them with pride. The pride of being a repugnant noodle man.
“But do you have a noodle spirit?!” Vera wants you to try your best.
“...I guess we will find out.” You guess you can try to do your best again. It’s been a while...
Miraculously, you used your brain for once and decided to fold her wheelchair to carry it on your back, then bring Vera down in your arms to the best of your abilities. It’s too late and you’re too tired to accomplish this, but somehow you did. Sometimes, pressure brings something out in oneself, mostly injuries, but not this time. Your luck will run out, so you better move on.
“You’re not in good shape, are you?” Vera sees you struggle.
“All I’m good for is outrunning people. It’s easy when you have long legs.” You noticed that you’re talking about running with a cripple. “I-I mean, your legs are pretty long too.”
Vera taps her legs like she’s inspecting them. “You don’t think about what you’re saying, do you?”
“I think with my heart. Uh, my noodle heart.” You shrug. “Let’s get you out of here.”
“Yes, please! Push me forward!” The former squeaking girl wants to get out of here as soon as she can.
“Let’s find a place where we can stay the night and lay low.” You take the injured girl away somewhere.
