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“I have the slightest feeling that you’re not very fond of me,” Tim teased as he walked into the kitchen, opening the fridge and beginning to look for something to snack on. When he head the last bit though, he tensed and a rather large shudder ran down his spine. Leave? When his brother was out there?! What about the deal they made?

Popping his head out of the kitchen, he rose a brow, trying to hide his nerves. “What about our deal? Don’t you want help finding Thomas?” He asked, clenching his fists out of sight.

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“If you say so. Hey, do you have anything to eat? I think I can keep it down,” he said, standing up and beginning to walk around a little, needing to stretch his legs again but to also make sure movement wouldn’t make him chuck again. Luckily, nothing seemed to be wrong aside from a slight wobble to his step.

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“You just need the right person to show you the ropes on how to have fun without f***ing up. Once you’ve found that person, you’re pretty much set for life,” he explained, waving his hand around a little. “But you know, being naive isn’t always that bad. It’s before you ever realised that the world is a cruel cruel place, full of people like me and worse.”

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Tim threw up in the trash can, coughing and hacking like before but not as badly. It burned his throat and nose as he threw up and soon enough, he had wiped his mouth and put the bin down. Luckily, he did no damage to himself and put the shirt on, finding that it was in fact, a little big on him. "Wow, Olivia, I never expected you to find a man this big. Were you fun once?" he taunted lightly, needing to act a little more like himself just to make himself feel a little better about his situation.

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Rolling his eyes at her, his sh*t eating grin never left his face until he stomach lurched again. He drank some more of the alcohol to settle his stomach and it worked for a moment before it lurched again as she got up to clean up. "Hey uh.. you might wanna get me a bucket or bin or whatever," he claimed, pretty much going with her 'don't move' policy because if he did, he was going to throw everything up on the floor and that wouldn't be pretty since it would only be stomach acid and alcohol.

((Sorry it's not as long, I'm trying to reply to everyone before my eyes hurt too bad))