The aftertaste of the alcohol was still very much present and I kept on vomiting. It was like it was never going to stop. When I felt someone hold my hair up, I grabbed the toilet seat and puked again.
Soon, a bottle of water was handed to me. I quickly took a gulp, rinse my mouth several time before drinking a gulp to get that shitty taste out of my mouth.
"I am so happy to see you like this" Julien
commented. I rose my head to look at him. He was leaning against the wall, with a big Cheshire smile on his face. My pain was his happiness. I rolled my eyes, closed the toilet seat then sat on it with the bottle in my hand. I held on my head then groaned in pain as my stomach twisted in a weird way.
"Please tell me that everything that happened yesterday was just a freaking dream" I mumbled. I was having a terrible headache.
