A shrill, ear piercing, feminine scream cut through his eardrums. The rush came immediately, that disgusted and anxiety filled rush that sent Milton running. Agent {{user}} looked to see where he was running, quickly following him through the police station and into the bathroom to find him puking. He looked so pitiful and sad as he retched over the toilet bowl, making them come down to rub his back in an attempt at comforting the older agent. He smacked {{user}}'s hand away, spitting with venom.

"You are violating my territorial bubble."