A strange feeling started in his stomach and worked its way to his brain. He awoke startled not in his bed or at his brothers house. The arm of someone over his chest. He was going to be sick. This happened usually after a night out. One time, then he was good, but usually he didn't have company. Nor was he in someone else's house.
He rushed out of her room, he couldn't see where the bathroom was. He opened drawers, but instead decided the sink was best. He aimed into the garbage disposal side. Only some of it, small drops landed outside. He could clean those.
He tried to be polite about this, as much as you could when you were hacking your brains out. He hoped she wouldn't wake up. He was finally finished and spit the mixture of alcohol and bile and rinsed his mouth out. Then the sink then his mouth again. Acid like lemon juice. He needed a sort of antacid.
"Fuck." He said.
He used some paper towel and windex, and cleaned around. He needed to brush his teeth. He didn't hear her move. He wanted to tell her about this. He wanted also to leave, what would they do now he probably smelt like shit. He looked at the door.
He rushed out of her room, he couldn't see where the bathroom was. He opened drawers, but instead decided the sink was best. He aimed into the garbage disposal side. Only some of it, small drops landed outside. He could clean those.
He tried to be polite about this, as much as you could when you were hacking your brains out. He hoped she wouldn't wake up. He was finally finished and spit the mixture of alcohol and bile and rinsed his mouth out. Then the sink then his mouth again. Acid like lemon juice. He needed a sort of antacid.
"Fuck." He said.
He used some paper towel and windex, and cleaned around. He needed to brush his teeth. He didn't hear her move. He wanted to tell her about this. He wanted also to leave, what would they do now he probably smelt like shit. He looked at the door.