 curly haired prefect - "sometimes I get angry!" - 30/90 - *chicken emoji* - probably @ Disney - I speak dog
A soft groan was heard echoing through the rooms as Jack wandered into the waiting room. Holy Merlin it was crowded in here! He hadn't been expecting this! He came in just as Jake was leaving, and he wanted to ask him what was wrong--after all if they were eventually going to be family they had to be nice SOMETIMES, right? But Jake didn't even see him enter before he left, so Jack took a seat, letting out another moan as he sat down.
He felt like he was going to hurl his insides up. Which was obviously NOT good. He blamed the bagel and cream cheese this morning. That HAD to be it, right? Cause it obviously wasn't the WATER he had to drink, and it probably wasn't the cereal either. Blehhhhh. Stupid bagels. Why did they have to be so yummy and filling?!
Jack was not particularly a fan of vomit, so he kind of wanted to get this cleared up BEFORE he did any puking. Yes, that would be lovely. Plus he was getting worse...his hands were cold and clammy, and he couldn't see! Granted he had just come in from the cold, COLD outdoors, so his eyes were probably just a bit watery from the cold wind, but in his slightly hypochondriatic mind, it meant that HE WAS DYING.
__________________ I'm still standin'________________________________________ better than I ever did
Lookin' like a true survivor_________________________________feelin' like a little kid |