(I'll play Popuri)


Popuri was wandering the streets, out of pure boredom. She cast her eyes upon what appeared to be a boy collapsed on the ground. She gasped, and ran to help him.
"Oh my God...are you alright? Your shirt is torn, and you're all dirty!"
She took out a handkerchief and began wiping the mud furiously off his face.
"What happened?" she asked, still scrubbing. Without allowing much time for the boy to answer, she said, "Never mind that, I'll bring you to my place to get cleaned up. Come on, then."