Alex had looked away from the girl until the sound of vomiting, at least. Carefully, gently, she held the girl's hair back as she threw up -- remembering her college days all too vividly.
"Are you alright?" she asked gently, and gave Gene a bit of a look for the scotch. "I think she needs water more than--"
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Date: 2010-07-02 09:46 am (UTC)"Are you alright?" she asked gently, and gave Gene a bit of a look for the scotch. "I think she needs water more than--"
And then he spoke, and --
It wasn't possible.
"No," Alex pronounced. "No, it can't be."