Eventide Chapter XXIIMore Like This
My eyes slowly flutters open and I awake by the worst way possible, by vomiting.
“Holy shit!” Black*Star curses loudly and I feel two large hands hold back my hair as I keep emptying my stomach.
“Tsubaki, can you get a bucket?” Soul asks and I bet it is his hands since I feel the person’s thumbs gently trace circles on my temples.
With the sound of everybody making disgusted noises and their movements, it makes my head spin out of control and I find myself hurling again, this time, I find a bucket beside the bed I puke into.
“The concussion must be worse than I thought it would be.” It is Stein’s voice. “She must be taking it easy for the rest of the day. Tsubaki will treat her head every hour. By the next morning she should be a lot better.”