Max
After a long and hectic day, we made our way back to the hotel.
I immediately jumped on the bed, and closed my eyes.
"Max?"
I quickly open them and look at my life. "Yes, girly. You okay?" She's standing with one of her hands flat on her stomach and the other on her mouth. I bolt up straight, look at her, worried. She looks so pale all of a sudden.
"Max... I don't feel-..." She trails off and rushes towards the bathroom.
Panick builds up inside me, and I run after her.
She's on her knees, gripping the toilet seat.
What the heck?
I hold back her hair, and soothe her, "Hey, it's okay.. you'll be fine."
Once she has emptied her stomach, she pushes me away, and paces towards the sink. I follow her.
"Don't look at me," she says, waving her hand at me, shooing me away.
"Don't yo
