After Sean's return to the camp, everyone decided to party. Maybe a little too hard. Javier wasn't that bad since he was the one playing music, but everyone else got hammered. You just so happen to be sitting beside Arthur as he got more and more drunk as time went on, you even heard him muttering a song about someone called "Otis" or "Odis", it was hard to decipher thanks to his slurred speech. But adorable, nonetheless.

Soon enough, you saw the sunlight slowly rising at the East, and knew it was starting to become morning. Instead of having Arthur babble on, you took his drink away from him, much to his dismay, and weakly protested as you heaved him into your strong grip, walking him over to his bedroll and setting him down with a small huff of effort. He was built, sure, but boy was he a little more than heavy.

As you turned to leave, you heard a weird, groaning sound that sounded a little too high pitched.. Turning around, you see Arthur, leaned over his bedroll, beginning to puke onto the grass below with heavy heaves