I lean over the toilet, puking. A shiver runs down my spine as I feel a hand on my back, running up and down. I finish puking, leaning against the wall. "Do you feel like you're going to puke again?" Y/N's soft but firm tone asks. "Maybe..." I reply. Y/N stares at me blankly. I hated that. "Why did you drink so much?" He/she asks. I sigh. "Just went to the bar with some friends." Y/N raises an eyebrow. "Again?" I nod. Y/N shakes their head.
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