"Are you okay?" She asked me, and I let go of her. Wiping my face with my hands, I noticed that I had broken out in a cold sweat.
"Mhmm, I'm going." I stood up and walked into the university building, not really there, somehow dizzy, as if I had just woken up. I just knew that I needed a toilet, so as if walking on clouds, I made my way through the floors, looking for the sign.
I think I walked in a circle, but it was comfortable to stay in this little bubble, so I just walked while looking for the sign.
Somehow later I found myself standing in front of a door; it looked like a toilet. I walked in and looked around. Mhm, this is a toilet. Opening a stall, my foggy brain confirmed anew that this was indeed a toilet. So I bend over it.
I vomited, and then I flushed, and then I vomited again.
Coming back to my senses, I flushed once more and wiped my mouth, leaving the toilet and walking outside. Through the corridors, out of the university, I took a taxi bringing me home.
