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Camery slept through the night peacefully, buried nto him. Well, she slept well until early the next morning, feeling incredibly sick. She tried to shrug it off until she just couldn't anymore, forcing herself out of his grip and sprinting towards the bathroom just in time to throw up in the toilet, attempting to be quiet enough not to wake Kai.

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Camery just grunted in response to him, sort of shrugging her shoulders to try and get his hand off her back... everything seemed to make it worse. She felt awful, and she was already exhausted as it was... her mother had warned her of the aversion, she'd said she'd struggled with it while she had been pregnant too but... this was awful. Everything felt gross. After about five minutes of gagging over the toilet, though, she finally managed to sit herself up, her face bright red and her eyes tierd and watery.

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Cam grabbed a tissue and wiped her face before looking over at him, clearly looking very... not okay. She just stared at him for a solid ten seconds before shaking her head. "Do I look okay to you?" She asked grumpily, sitting down crosslegged on the ground.

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Cam looked over at him tierdly, nodding. "I know, I know," she mumbled, wiping her mouth, then her eyes as she tried to clean up. She nodded at his question, though, and stayed sat firmly on the floor. "Water? Please?" She asked quietly.

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Cam took the glass, although the moment her lips hit the glass she gagged again, the glass shattering on the ground as she lurched towards the toilet. She choaked out a sob as she realised what she'd done, her shoulders shaking as she tried to hold herself together.