Peter heard a soft noise, almost like a thud, and looked around. The young man paused as he passed an ally and then back tracked. There was a man lying on the ground and Peter rushed to his side.
"Sir," he asked quietly. "Are you alright? Should I call an ambulance?"
He wasn't sure the man was even awake and was just pulling out his phone when the other stirred.
"No ambulance," was muttered quietly.
Peter nodded, even though the man couldn't see, and put his phone away.
"Are you hurt?"
There was a couple seconds of quiet which Peter really hoped was self-inspection and not unconsciousness.
"Mhm fine," he finally heard and Peter snorted.
"Yeah, I can tell," he responded.
The young man eyed the other worriedly.
"I'm going to help you up," he warned before sliding an arm around the man’s waist and pulling the other’s over his shoulder.
Peter carefully pulled him up and then waited a moment to make sure the man didn't puke.
He swayed and seemed to have trouble standing so Peter kept supporting him and helped him to a nearby bench. He finally got a chance to look the man over and frowned.
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