[There's a moment where he almost doesn't make it, where his cheeks bulge and there's the threat of imminent sprayage. But he manages to, for once, keep his mouth closed long enough to aim his head at the can and empty his stomach into it.
He hated being sick. Scott sucked because he'd never get sick again and somehow this was all his fault.]
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He hated being sick. Scott sucked because he'd never get sick again and somehow this was all his fault.]