"Right there..." He pointed a bloody finger towards the hole in the wall shop as he reached for the keys clipped on his belt loop. It was a struggle. Eventually he got a grip only to lose them to the concrete ground. She was his only source of stability, but he couldn't bend for the gash on his side, so he let her go to use the wall for leverage.
It seemed to take forever before he staggered inside, tripping on his own lanky body to get to a chair where she could see the damage. He was sweating profusely, certain she would leave him there to bleed to death. He wasnt worth the trouble.