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Just when he thought it couldn't get any worse - and that thought had ran through his head at least five times within the past few minutes - everything went to smithereens. That was what he got for trying to be a good Samaritan. Kituo should have just remained in his comfort zone, his cowardly comfort zone where he was useless and safe. He looked at the now feral rat as it clung to his shoulder. That was a big mistake and it nearly caused him to hurl all over again. He was in pain and he didn't know how to deal with it. It frustrated Kituo and he fought with himself to come up with a solution for his predicament. Never before had he encountered a rat and had it jump on him. He had heard other men in the city speak about such things but he frequently tuned them out. Kituo cast aside everything he did not want to hear out. That did not help him as much as it made him naive to the travesties that could potentially occur. 

"Argh, get off of me!" Kituo yelled. He did not take the rat's sharp teeth into account before he started swinging his arm around, hoping to shake it off like all of his other problems. "I tried to be your pal and this is how you repay me?"

Kituo never learned that nice guys usually finished last. He was now shrilling, the volume of his voice pushing his vocal chords to their limits. He just wanted someone to intervene and help him. Anybody would do at this point, particularly the tall guy who had comforted him before. To Kituo he seemed like the the trio's de facto leader. However, even Kituo knew that he couldn't always count on others to save him. The pain of the rat's digging claws was rushing him to build up the courage to defend himself. 

[i]What can I do? What can I do?[/i]

The stress griped Kituo as a ball of sweat rolled down his head. He felt like he couldn't do anything - the same feeling he had whenever he was faced with adversity. He continued to swing his arm hoping to pry the rat free. If it had bitten him by now he probably would not have noticed - okay he would have but in the midst of trying to get the rat off of him, fearing its teeth did not seem to be his utmost priority. He still had his other arm and his legs to put to use. So what does a coward like Kituo do with these resources available? He uses them to run around in a circle and cry.