Conrad
"Are you drunk?" Vince asked me as he walked closer to me, I could feel the concern in the tone of his voice.
"I'm not drunk, I just ate something that my stomach didn't like," I replied while vomiting again, Vince rubbed my back and somehow that helped to make me feel a little better. I won't really drink anymore as long as this pain in my stomach goes away, this is the worst part of being drunk.
"You can't really fool me, Conrad. I know you well," he said to me and I'm too busy puking to even say something to him. He keeps rubbing my back and even though my mind says that he shouldn't be touching me right now I can't do anything because my body likes what he's doing to me now, it's making me feel better somehow.
I can't help but wonder where Ryker is, because I left him earlie
