Nicole's p.o.v
It is finally Friday and I wake up feeling like absolute cr*p. My head is pounding and I feel nauseous. What the he*l. We leave today after lunch, so I need to feel better before then. I pack the last of my things and take my luggage and Gunner's downstairs. I sit down for breakfast. I am feeling a little hungry, but I'm not sure I will be able to stomach anything, but I will try. I serve myself eggs and bacon with sausage and nope, I run out and vomit in the closest trashcan. Fu*k, I need to sit down and breathe. This feels absolutely horrible. Am I dying? I sit down and Mama Lenny comes in. "Dear, you look sick, are you okay? she asks me. "No, I just threw up. I can't stomach anything, my head hurts. I feel terrible", I tell her. "Here, let me make you a tea to settle you
