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I felt the bed moved, maybe he laid beside me. I can feel his stares at my face. I opened my eyes, and looked at him. He was smiling, watching me. His chin rested on his palm, with his elbow rested on the bed. When I noticed him moving closer, trying to kiss me, I covered my mouth. Then close my eyes.

Fuck, my breath might stinks. I vomited several times I don't want him to kiss me in this state.

"I just puked. Its disgusting." I said, and then I heard him laugh at me. I didn't take my hand off my mouth because he might betray me.

"Let's clean you up. You have dirt on your clothes." I heard him say, but I didn't moved.

"Come on, baby." I heard him invite me, like he wants to dress me or something. I didn't act. I'm really sleepy. The bed is pulling my body.

"Come on!" He asked again, then pulled me to sit down. He sat me down but I didn't move after that.

"Tomorrow." I said lazily and was about to lie down again but he stopped me.

"You have your vomit on your shirt." He said disguste