Wallter fell infront of the sink, gripping the edges and staring at his round hands.. they were now covered in a slimy, dark grey throw up.. usually, he'd be disgusted by this. But right now he was just scared... he knew what was happening.

he heard footsteps, but couldn't turn to look at whoever came in. he was too panicked to do so. he then felt a hand on his back, gently rubbing in circles. he looked behind himself and saw you, before hurling and coughing up more throw up onto the floor and into the sink..