[Yup. Pascal just. Kinda horks over the side of the bed. Thankfully, she misses the bed itself, but a puddle of vomit on the floor is still hella gross and smelly and probably not what Hubert wanted to deal with tonight. Pascal flops over onto her stomach again with a groan.]
Ugh...t'didn't taste like that when I drank th'stuff...
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Ugh...t'didn't taste like that when I drank th'stuff...