"What." Vomit. "It. Wrong." Vomit. Vomit. "With me?" Vooommmitt. When it finally stops, she leans against the wall, and lays her head on her knees, tears in her eyes from the pain of throwing up.
“Who we are and who we need to be to survive are very different things.”
Eris walks over to the huge shower, and steps in, clothes still on. She turns on the water and lets it wash over the clothes, and hair, washing out the stinking vomit.
Then she pulls the shirt over her head, to see....
A bumpish belly. It is small, but still there.
She gasps, and slides down the wall.
“Who we are and who we need to be to survive are very different things.”
To have more, you have to become more. Don't wish it was easier - wish you were better. For things to change, you have to change, and for things to get better, you have to get better. — Jim Rohn