Nothing more was coming up and Rik just collapsed against the toilet. The cool of the porcelain felt good. There's just a groan but as he looks back at Billy holding his hair there's a faint smile, it is all he can muster right now.

Once the heaving passes though some of the jittering shakes seem to go too. Groaning again he sits on the floor still leaning on the toilet. He felt exhausted and wanting to sleep but he felt too queasy from the bouncy, hyper feeling inside.