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Ein’s point of view:
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I shut the door and slid down on it, when I heard Pierce say, “No way the soup tasted that bad!” to which I responded, “It tasted like wolf shit! Mixed in with some… some…uh,” I paused as my body started shaking and I hunched over feeling like I was about to puke, “augh, bleugh!” I ran to the bathroom but it was too late. I looked down seeing the mess I made and decided that Pierce’s soup didn’t taste THAT bad.
“Sigh, fine uh Pierce? Aph? I need some–”
“WE’VE GOT YOU…buddy?” Pierce once again broke the door, and saw me RIGHT in front of the bathroom gagging, god– so close yet so far…
“Oh god Ein,” Aphmau held my hair up so it wouldn’t get in the way as Pierce grabbed some baking soda, and whatever he could find to clean the vomit up later.
They helped me up and sat me on the bed. Pierce then sat down next to him with a worried expression as Aphmau poured baking soda to make it easier to clean. I felt so bad having them clean up after me— SOMETHING I DID ON ACCIDENT THIS TIME!
I put my head in my hands mumbling gibberish under my breath, “Ein? You… good?” Pierce asked as I slid my hands off my face showing a tomato red tone to my skin. I pinned my ears down— tail being as low as sunken treasure, “yea, I’m good just a little embarrassed that’s all!”