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The Puke on the Floor


Josephine Sousa
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Back with Zaya she had decided to once more try the vodka, Joe had left. She had gagged the first go, but curiosity got to the better of the girl and now she had managed to get through what was left in the bottle after many difficulty attempts. Now the bottle had rolled off, and the room was spinning all around her. She tried to stand but ended up collapsing, vomiting out onto Joe's floor before laying on her back and wondering what to do next. 

 

Joe had finally been released for the day, for the second time and she headed back to her place. She figured the girl couldn't have handled too much so there would be enough to at least get a buzz off of, she was wrong. When she came in the place wreaked of vodka and vomit which made Joe's nose curl but not like it was the first time she had smelled it before. "Feel better after that?" she asked the girl to see if she was still awake or if she had blacked out.

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"No...." Zaya groaned out, trying to force herself up before weakly falling down again, and coughing up a small amount of vomit again. 

She curled up soon after, clutching her sides.

"I'm sorry...Joe..." She whispered out, looking at all she had thrown up. She couldn't remember eating that much, yet somehow it had taken up a decent sized chunk of Joe's floor. 

"Don't be mad..." She added a moment later, pleading as she eyed the Ranger. 

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Joe couldn't help but laugh and shake her head. "I've seen men four times your size that can't hold their liquor nina," she smiled. "You just drank more than you can handle. I've done it myself but don't tell no one."

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Zaya gave a pained grunt, an attempt at a chuckle that didn't quite come out, nausea clouding her mind and almost making her throw up once more. 

"You're secret is safe with me, Joe..." She said weakly, pushing her self up. 

"....I didn't think I ate that much..." She mumbled, trying to give a smile at the joke but the reality of it made the smile disappear. She couldn't remember the last time she ate a lot, she knew she ate better than the beggars at more poor stations, but by Polis standards, she was starving. 

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"Water please..." Zaya said, gagging at the taste in her mouth. It wasn't the worst thing in the world, but it was up there. 
She hadn't been sick much in her life so stomach acid wasn't something she was used to, and seemed to have trouble dealing with. 
"...Can I see my brother later?" She asked. 
"He probably thinks I'm still at Belikov's office..." She said, looking off in the direction of the western station of Polis, where an orphanage had been started decades ago when Polis was first made. 

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"I ain't cher mom," she said to the girl. "I just figured it wasn't safe out there tonight," Joe shrugged as she grabbed her canteen off her pack and handed it to the girl. "Honestly probably not safe fer him either if I'm honest. That woman that Dagonet was talking to seemed.... I don't know. Off."

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"The woman?" Zaya asked, and slightly remembered seeing someone being sectioned off by some Rangers, dragged off later just before Joe found her.  

"What did she do?" Zaya asked, unscrewing the canteen and taking a drink, the water washing the taste of vomit out of her mouth well enough, even if was fowl going down. 

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"Dunno. Didn't stick around to find out. She was the one that alerted people to the guys death dressed to do your job," she explained to the girl. "Seemed a bit odd if ya know what I mean."

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Zaya was quiet for a moment, thinking over what Joe was talking about. She hadn't seen the woman...though she had heard some kind of commotion near Belikov's office before Joe found her.

*I've never seen a crazy person* She thought, and it was true. She had heard stories of people in poor stations screaming at voices in their heads, seeing things, and believing strange things like other cities outside of Moscow, but those were all far from Polis, while therapists and other mental health doctors didn't truly exist here, there was still a lack of the types of craziness she had heard about....

"She's crazy?" Zaya asked, soon deciding that:

*It doesn't matter* 

With that she began to get up, her legs shaking as she did. On the way up she wiped her mouth once more, getting any of the puke left on it off. She still had to go and speak to her brother, tell him she was done, both with today's work, and it seemed with her job altogether. Belikov's was dead, the hellish part of her life seemed to be ending but Zaya felt little happiness over that. She would still need to find somewhere to work, even with Belikov gone there was still some hardships...

"I want to go home...I need to tell my brother about Belikov..." Zaya said, handing the canteen back to Joe and taking a shaky step forward, towards the door. 

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Joe shrugged. "I mean not the raving lunatic sort. The murdery sort," she said to the girl. You can kinda see it in her eyes. Its like there is more going on in her head then what you can see," she advised.

When the girl took a step forward she shook her head. "You need to lay down before the room starts to spin," she said. "But if you insist. I'm going to bed soon."

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"I...need to get home..." Zaya mumbled, trying for the door again before losing her footing once more, collapsing in front of the door, seeing the world spin and a splitting pain shoot through her head, both making her hack up again, though nothing came out this time.

The feeling, while intense, was short lived; once it subsided slightly, Zaya sat up, her breathing slightly labored from the pain of the hangover.

"...I...My brother needs to know." She said to Joe.

"About...Belikov..." She said a second later. She hadn't told him too much....maybe that was for the best. Though she knew the sicko's death left her without a job, and even in Polis use still needed one for a home, for a life. 

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