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Marco stilled at her voice, paling slightly as he did his best to stay silent--and also not throw up again. He failed, miserably. The man turned back over the toilet, hurling everything else up---which of course, didn't come at once, leaving him feeling terrible every five seconds before repeating the process a few times. Flushing it down once more he stood, nearly falling as he rinsed his mouth out, brushing his teeth quickly before walking back to bed. |
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leah got up and walked to the door frame" baby are you ok " she asked, she heard him throw up and she didnt know if he was ok |
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"Yeah just. . . new meds, is all." He muttered, entire body hurting as he slipped back under the covers. |
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she watched him worried but nodded" imma go make you some food" |
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"Amy," He breathed, catching her by an arm around her waist, holding her back. "I don't need all that, I promise you, thank you for offering though but. . . try and get some sleep, 'kay?" |
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" i cant sleep if your throwing up, you need food" she said as she looked down at him |
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"Babe, i'm fine." He assured once more, still not letting go. |
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she looked worried " whats the meds for?" |
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"It doesn't matter, not right now, at least. Just get some sleep, please?" He asked, flopping back down as he let go of her. |
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" marco please tell me what the meds are for " she said as she still looked down at him |
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