More pain tears through her and--oh fuck it, she's throwing up. She spreads her legs apart and leans forward as much as she can and out it comes between her bare feet with the usual vile sounds people make when they puke. Her aim was still good, at least.
Well, that's out. She pants. Still leaned over, she looks back up at him. Staring, even. Happy? Because she could do this all day if you wanted to, Martin.
Still catching her breath, she makes a mental note to mention the Outsider at least once, later. Just to see what he would say.]
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More pain tears through her and--oh fuck it, she's throwing up. She spreads her legs apart and leans forward as much as she can and out it comes between her bare feet with the usual vile sounds people make when they puke. Her aim was still good, at least.
Well, that's out. She pants. Still leaned over, she looks back up at him. Staring, even. Happy? Because she could do this all day if you wanted to, Martin.
Still catching her breath, she makes a mental note to mention the Outsider at least once, later. Just to see what he would say.]