You glared at Daisuke as he choked out a few droplets out mouthwash droplets on the cold tiles of the kitchen

"What did I tell you? This sh!t shreds up your stomach." you spat out, picking up a bottle of half-empty mouthwash next to where he way lying.

Daisuke turned over from where he was lying, flat on his stomach as he looked up at you

"Please...take it hic..." she gasped, handing you the bottle of mouthwash from his hand "I don't wanna look at this again..." His eyes shut tight as he rolled onto his side, hugging his stomach as he brought his knees to his chest

"I feel- Hic -sick..."