Adrien gasps and turns to look at me with big, frightened, panicked eyes. As soon as he realizes it's me he groans again, this time in embarrassment and raises a hand towards me as if he's asking me to leave, but another retch gets to him and he has to turn back to the toilet to continue vomiting. I reach over against his wishes and put a hand on his wet forehead to see if he's warm. He isn't. It's just a really bad hangover, I figure. "Get off me! Don't look at me like this!" He begs pathetically in the midst of his vomit and I know he must be embarrassed that I'm here witnessing this, but I don't care. And in fact, it doesn't even bother me or grosses me out, I just feel it's a little pathetic, but at this point in my life I've seen things a thousand times worse than this and I have

