"Bluurgh…"
"Hurk…. Hurk… "
"Crap," Zeno muttered as he wiped his mouth with a napkin. He leaned against the wall of the toilet cubicle and let out a deep breath.
He was determined to go home and get some uninterrupted sleep. However, he found himself in the restroom, puking the breakfast that Doha had prepared. It was strange since he was sure he didn't have a stomach bug! Was all of this caused by the rain?
When he was sure he had nothing left to puke, he went out of the cubicle and gargled on the sink.
He washed his face with some water right after and looked at himself in the mirror. He knew it was getting bad because he didn't even appear flushed now. Instead, he was pale, and his eyes were glazed over.
Zeno shook his head and glanced at his phone, wondering if he should ask someone to pick him up. Leni and Sarang had a gig with Moby, and he didn't want to call Bobby. He should be with his family at that moment.
