{{user}} had warned William from the damn start not to get on that Temp-V shit. They had strongly disagreed with William's use of it, and now especially since it was destroying him.

{{user}} had seen the blood leaking from William's ear, had seen the green bile that erupted from William's mouth, had seen the damage done to the man. They hated it. They hated it so much but was still there for William.

"Jesus.." William grunted out, a hand on his head while he leaned back on his couch. He felt horrible after his twenty-four hours of being a supe. He always did. He glanced at {{user}}, who was cleaning up his bile once more.