So there are three main gangs in my general vicinity. Two of them are the “guns and drugs and crime spree” kind of gangs. The other one is kind of like that, but they are also completely set apart from all the other bullshit. Like, everyone respects them and no one messes with them but they do things like raise money for charities and volunteering for Habitat For Humanity? They are essentially Chaotic Neutral?
And one of their members was in the hospital with me last night. (He was “kind of” stabbed.) We were talking about insurance costs and how I was going to get a huge ass bill from the visit and that I had to get a cab to the hospital and would have to get a cab home. He was a really nice guy (and really fucking attractive?) and he was listening intently.
When it was his turn to go back, he shook his head and said he wouldn’t go until I’d gone because I was worse off. The nurses said okay and took me back. I was in there for a few hours and when I got back out to leave, he was in the same seat that he’d been in when I left.
He gave me a ride home. He wasn’t offended when I told him I wasn’t going to let him drop me off in front of my apartment. He did give me a card (gangsters have business cards? what the fuck?) and told me that if I ever needed anything, to give him a call.
He said, and I fucking quote, “Sometimes the people that deserve the most in life get the least and we’re here to make that balance out.”
Guys. I think I accepted a favor from sort of supernatural being? And I’m 100% okay with that.