Suddenly, a wave of nausea hit me hard. So hard that I was pretty sure I was about to vomit. I ran to the nearest bathroom, right off the kitchen. I barely made it to the toilet before throwing up everything that I had in me.
"Holy sh.it, Nads, are you okay?"
I looked over my shoulder to see Sabel looking at me with worry.
"I... I think so," I replied as I slowly stood up. "Must have a bug or something."
"Or something?" She mumbled as she inspected me.
"I mean... yeah?" I said confused before rinsing my mouth out.
"You've been kinda off lately," she commented.
"So?" I replied with a shrug. "I'm stressed and feel like I'm drowning in guilt. It's getting to me."
"Right, right," she said as she took a step closer, bringing her right to the counter. "I just mean... you're moody, and
