C21 Morning Soup

"K-Kiro..." I mumbled, wanting to apologize as I realized I had vomited on his t-shirt.

Argh. I felt dizzy and my head was throbbing a bit.

Instead of being bothered by the mess on his shirt, he came to me with a worried expression in his eyes."Hey, are you okay, Lyka?" he asked, gripping both my shoulders.

I wanted to blame myself for what was happening. Yeah, there was no one to blame but me