It came upon you like a waterfall from hell. One moment Adam was panting hot air upon your form like a dry-heaving cat, and the next moment his dinner and drinks came flooding out in a violent hot spray, painfully soaking you as their sole target. You held your breath, closing your eyes tight to try and minimize the amount of vomit ending up in your orifices. Chunks of food and bile rained down upon you, and the heavy sent of puke made your own stomach roil in solidarity.
With a wretched combination of noises from above, you heard the start of a second batch as Adam continued to purge his stomach. Thrice this happened, until by the end of it all Adam had left you in a knee-high puddle of your friend's disgusting vomit. You had helped him clean up his own mess on his shirt on nights before when the two of you went drinking, but after this incident you may never go drinking with Adam again.
The man himself swayed above you, glassy eyes looking down at the mess he just made. "Whoops." He slurred, a streak of drool dripping from his chin uncaringly.
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