"Peachy," Aaron retched, without actually throwing anything up. "Sit down before you tear your stomach open." He didn't want to throw up in front of the jerk, but he didn't think he was going to make it to the bathroom. Closing his eyes, he tried to push all that away. Don't want any, not like that, don't want don't want don't WANT.
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