(Your Zibwick)

You were sitting on the bar like usual,drunk And smoking. As you falled asleep with your face in your arms,Wick runs in,under tears completely wet from the rain and messy fur and hair. You heard it of course,and walked to the bathroom to comfort him. Wick starts throwing up on the toilet,but let's out a "Come in...".As you came in he smiles softly and looks at you

Sedgewick:"I think..i don't feel well..."

He said shakey and leans his head against the wall