If You Do It, Do It Right

"Oh god..." Taylor wheezed, mouth open with her hair dangling all around her face. "Why?"

She reached out for Akashi and put her hand on the sumo's padded ribs. Her stomach churned savagely. Her hand followed along her body, to her shoulder down her arm until she clasped the back of Akashi's hand and held it tightly. Then she lost a few thousand yen worth of drinks all over the cement.

Cassie glanced up helplessly at Johnny and nodded. She tried not to look at the two or at what came out of them until she was sure there was nothing left in them.

"Oh god, I'm dying..." Taylor moaned. "Cassie... Finish me off. Put me out of my... my..."

The sound that followed of Taylor again emptying her stomach onto the sidewalk was her promise to herself that she would never drink again. At least for a while.

Akashi was now starting to match Taylor as she watched her sister crawl over to her. She nodded and smiled in appreciation as their hands touched before she was caught by another wave.

"Inout-chan." She whined. "Make it stop! Urrrrkkkk!"

Akashi panted in between waves and looked at Taylor. "Whyyyy.... I've never been this bad before in my life! I can't even REMEMBER the last time I puked after drinking!" She moaned. "I... I promise I'll visit every shrine in Japan and say a prayer. And I'll never fuck another stranger in the bathrrom if you make it st-uurrrrrrrrk!"

"Stop...." Akashi sobbed and lowered her head. She panted but it seemed like it had finally passed.

Johnny had followed Taylor as best as he could, the hair he held looking like a leash as he tried to keep up with her crawling. When she stopped again, he bent over and rubbed her back with one hand. He felt bad but all he could do was let her purge.

When it finally seemed like they were done, He tried to help herd the two of them into the back seat of the car with Cassie and made sure they would be safe for the ride home as he slid into the driver's side of Taylor's car and fired it up. He thought he might have to try and get home as quick as possible but he also wondered how well the two would take the car ride back to Akashi's place. Taylor would be pissed if she barfed in her own car but she'd have no one to blame but herself. Johnny sighed as he gripped the wheel and leaned back in the seat for a moment, just closing his eyes and taking a moment to clear his head.

Johnny then turned his head and looked at Cassie, making sure everything was in order with her. One last check int he mirror at the pile of drunkies in the back and Johnny put the car into gear and zoomed off.

Taylor panted and spluttered, trying to spit out the terrible taste in her mouth, while she slowly crawled in a wide circle around the puddle of sick on the sidewalk. Cassie looked on. She wanted to help, but it was too odd a sight to interrupt. She felt like a nature photographer observing the rarely-seen behavior of elusive wild animals in their natural habitat.

Eventually, once she and Johnny had successfully corralled the drunks to the car and penned them up in the back, Cassie climbed into the passenger seat and buckled up. She glanced over at Johnny out of the corner of her eye, and then turned to stare out the window for the ride home.

In the back, Taylor found Akashi's hand again and gave it a squeeze. "Are we there yet?" She said, and then fell asleep on Akashi's shoulder.