“You’ve poisoned me!” Claudio laughed, it was a weak and miserable laugh but a laugh still. Though he pressed his lips together and clenched his jaw tight, just trying to keep it all down, he hated throwing up. He rarely got sick but the last time he did he was a poor and absolute miserable creature. “I hate you…” He mumbled finding the closest trash can before leaning his while body over it to vomit. “Ughhhhhh!”
“Oh, shut up!” He groans, closing his eyes as his hands go to his stomach and he tries to breath through his mouth. He knows what his friend is like sick, and knows what he’s like sick, and neither of it is good for any of them. “Hate me all ya want, buddy. We are bot poisoned. Hate myself just as much,”He adds, wrinkling his nose at the sound and smell coming from the Swiss. “Ugh, do ya have to do that?” He adds with a whine.
✚ For both of them to accidentally get food poisoned.
Leaning up against one of the walls against the performance center he felt obviously mortified. “It wasn’t the chipotle.” The swiss insisted raising his head to wipe away a few beads of sweat off his brow. He hadn’t had an illness get to him in 20 years but he placed his hand over his mouth as that wave of nausea kept him from moving. “-and it wasn’t my coffee either.” He knew that Matt and Sara were going to have his neck if he threw up in the middle of the performance center and slowly he made an attempt to leave. “It was that stupid thing you brought back from your place!” He mumbled a small obscenity holding his hand to his gut. “What did you give me?”
“Chipotle would never do us wrong,” He responds, clutching his stomach as he feels another wave go through it before he stops himself from vomitting it all up. He lets out a low groan, tries not to roll his eyes before he tilts his head as a form of acquiesce, knowing that the other man is no doubt right. “Chinese. Had it the night before last. Was fine then. Even had it yesterday night.” He answers before leaning forward and vomiting completely. spitting at the taste afterwards. “Dunno what went wrong.” He adds.
