Kari: O-ok... *opens his breifcase to find the phone and shakily dials 911. Phone rings, waits for operator*

Operator: 911 emergency. What seems to be the problem?

Kari: *small, scared voice* Hi... Umm... There's been a-a-a shooting. *lets out a small sob* M-my boyfriend was... shot.

Operator: Ok, hun. Calm down. Where are you?

Kari: We're on Main Street. We w-were going to a party...

Operator: Are you alone? Is anyone nearby?

Kari: Yes... A friend of ours is here.

Operator: Ok ok... is your boyfriend contious?

Kari: Yeah... he is now.

Operator: Ok. Make sure to apply alot a pressure to the wound.

Kari: we are...

Operator: Good. An ambulance will be there very soon. Just stay right where you are, ok hun?

Kari: ok... *loud sniff*

Operator: No need to worry. Your boyfriend's going to be alright, ok?

Kari: Ok...

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