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[sonicosuper]

*Sonico purses her lips shut together - she knows she isn't very good at the whole cheering up thing*

Sick? Oh no you don't, mister. Get to the bathroom.

*But in case there isn't time for that, Sonico scoots back in her seat and holds him at arms length*

[rockcollector]

Gah, the fuck. Stop moving, you're only making it worse.

[He moves his head to the table and for the moment enjoys the cold of the hard surface.]

[sonicosuper]

*Sonico just pouts at him as she takes her hand away, using it instead to usher down a waitress to bring a large jug of cold water. Seeing the state Terrance seemed to be in makes her hurry with it*

Okay, let's try drinking some nice cold watee this time?

[rockcollector]

This time? You make it sound like we did something before this

[He groans softly feeling discomfort rise in his chest.]

[sonicosuper]

This time, drinking water instead of alcohol, which is all you've been drinking all night.

*She drops a straw into the glass and tilts it to his lips in case that's easier*

[rockcollector]

Only like the last thirty minutes.

[In which he had six shots.]

I'm not moving my head.

[It's quite comfortable against the table.]

[sonicosuper]

You don't have to.

*She sighs at him and shakes her head slowly, nudging the straw to his lip again*

Just take a drink. Drink some water and I'll let you sit with your head like that all night if that's what you want.

[rockcollector]

[Terrance takes the straw between his teeth, glaring up at Sonico as he slowly sips the water. It's about half gone before he stops.]

If I drink anymore I'm going to burst.

[The room is still dizzy and now his stomach is full of water.]

[sonicosuper]

*She meets that glare with a rather unimpressed pout, but slowly takes the straw and the glass away*

Okay, that's fine. How about something to eat? Or will that make you burst too?