Isabelle Corado
Thank god, I’m okay. Isabelle examined herself carefully, trying to see if she was seriously injured. Every part of her was sore, but all the scrapes that she could find weren’t bleeding heavily and didn’t hurt her too much. Although, she knew that leaving them untreated could be dangerous. Is there a first aid kit around?
She had been going on a trip with Charlie on a luxurious cruise. She was going to be able to relax and get him to teach her more about his business. When the storm arrived, she was terrified, but she refused to show it. The ship veered off course and sunk to the ocean. All she could really remember was swimming for her life trying to reach land.
Looking around, she saw Charlie laying on the beach near a pile of wreckage from the ship. Oh my god, is he going to die? He had clearly visible scrapes all over his body and deep gashes on his side and on his leg. He was the only person she knew here, and she was scared of having to be stuck alone on this island. She saw other people around and screamed. “Somebody, help!” Although Charlie could be annoying, this was certainly not what she imagined. Her face flushed with anger. “Come on, God, was it not enough to leave us here?” She picked up a small piece of wreckage from the ship and threw it into the waves. “Help!”
@unsungcheerio ~ Charlie
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