Ethan just asked me if he saw me puke the other day. I tell him I don't believe so...I think he might be hallucinating.
To make him feel better I tell him about the time I once threw up on myself at a bar. He found this funny. Good. Because I still don't find it funny.
He asks if he can watch me throw up the next time I do because I saw him.
It's a deal.
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