🤢 Hold my muse’s hair back/Rub my muse’s back while they are sick/throwing up
Lula coughed violently even after most of what she had ingested left her stomach. Gods above. “I feel horrible”, the girl exclaimed, not without having to resist the urge to throw up again. Her gaze wandered towards the bottle. She was so sure that it was the drink she had had with Ava when they were out last time. “It tasted so great before. It made me feel so good”, the elemental felt the need to explain, cheeks flushing a little in embarrassment as the other was finally able to let go of her hair. The music sounded loud and clear even as they stood outside. She had not realized how loud it was. “I can’t go back inside like this”, she whispered then. “You have to take me home”
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