"Hey I'm sure he's okay." Ambrose told her and gripped onto her shoulders,"Arveion's a dick but he knows how to get himself out of things. The effects aren't painful or anything, you cough a lot as your system can't properly digest what ingredients it was made out of and as you vomit you start to lose feeling but after some time it'll wear off."
Amber gave him a slow nod,"O-Okay, I just hope he's okay."
"Who?" Someone asked and Amber turned around to see Indigo slowly rising from the blanket over her.
Her eyebrows furrowed and she snickered,"Where the fuck are we? Ambrose did you pull some sort of stupid joke again?" She tilted her head at him and he rolled his eyes.
"At this point you should just go back to sleep." He snarled at her and she stuck her tongue out at him,"It's been less than a minute and you already ruin my fucking mood. Like it isn't bad enough as it is."
