Post by potterfreak14 on Mar 4, 2008 20:05:32 GMT -7
Indago strode fervently into the bathroom, she had that feeling in the pit of her stomach again. Her steady pace turned into a run as she headed for the nearest stall. She barely made it before she vomited into the toilet. "Well, this sucks." Indago sighed, wiping her mouth. She was alone, scared, resorting to her old ways although she probably shouldn't. Indago rubbed her temples, she still felt nauseas, too bad she couldn't have a firewhiskey in her state. The bathroom door creaked open, Indago firmly blocked her thoughts and left the stall only to see...