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The smell of vomit makes me want to upchuck myself. I was never good with bodily fluids. Even with Lucas I sucked at it but I sucked it up and dealt with it because I had to. Whenever he got sick, it hurt my soul because I would always want to take away his pain so he didn’t have to suffer and also so I didn’t have to clean up the puke and snot. That s**t is just gross. Even though I deal with it every day at work, it still bothers me.
Seeing Ava throw up like this though, is something different.
When it’s a patient, it doesn’t faze you…much.
When it’s a night of drunken shenanigans, you shrug your shoulders and go about your night because most likely tomorrow, you won’t remember how bad it was until the memories are relived through your asshole friend over and over.
When it’s yo
