drunk & dumb |

prologue.

It was only the morning as a sudden odd feeling comes to her stomach.

"Fuck, I think I'm gonna puke," She runs towards the bathroom, not even closing the door as she pukes right into the toilet-- well, let's hope she's not pregnant.

He would then notice her sudden leave and follows her in, immediately holding her hair back, trying to get used to the strange odor coming from the toilet.

She laughs, wiping the corners of her mouth with her sleeves as he sits on the floor, smiling, "You know, my love for you is like diarrhea."

He laughs, shaking his head, "What?"

"I just can't hold it in."