[ Eddie sits stunned for a moment, blinks stupidly as he watches her rush towards the bathroom. It's the sound of vomiting that gets him up and off his feet, rushing after her into the bathroom. He thinks he's ready for what he's going to see when he flings open the door, but there's nothing that could have prepared him for this. His eyes go wide, flicking between the dirt in the sink and Chrissy, hunched over and vomiting. Oh fuck. Oh fuck.
He says nothing as he grabs the small trashcan in the bathroom, holding it beneath Chrissy as she continues to vomit up dirt. Eddie helps ease her to the floor, keeps one arm wrapped around her shoulders. The sight is enough to make his own stomach turn, the gas station snacks threatening to make their own reappearance. But he swallows hard, fights to keep his composure. ]
You're okay, I've got you. [ He says softly. She might not even hear him over her own retching. It seems like an eternity has passed when she finally goes still, when the dry heaving turns into a hoarse coughing. Eddie doesn't even know what to say, his face gone pale. ] I'm so sorry. This is all my fault.
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[ Eddie sits stunned for a moment, blinks stupidly as he watches her rush towards the bathroom. It's the sound of vomiting that gets him up and off his feet, rushing after her into the bathroom. He thinks he's ready for what he's going to see when he flings open the door, but there's nothing that could have prepared him for this. His eyes go wide, flicking between the dirt in the sink and Chrissy, hunched over and vomiting. Oh fuck. Oh fuck.
He says nothing as he grabs the small trashcan in the bathroom, holding it beneath Chrissy as she continues to vomit up dirt. Eddie helps ease her to the floor, keeps one arm wrapped around her shoulders. The sight is enough to make his own stomach turn, the gas station snacks threatening to make their own reappearance. But he swallows hard, fights to keep his composure. ]
You're okay, I've got you. [ He says softly. She might not even hear him over her own retching. It seems like an eternity has passed when she finally goes still, when the dry heaving turns into a hoarse coughing. Eddie doesn't even know what to say, his face gone pale. ] I'm so sorry. This is all my fault.