[There is only the sound of a long, miserable groan. It echoes throughout the bathroom.
How can she have so much energy? Was she more resistant to alcohol? Connor felt like he was dying; he knew, logically, what this was, of course. His body telling him that drinking was doing nothing more than poisoning his body. Expelling what it didn't need, nor want.]
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How can she have so much energy? Was she more resistant to alcohol? Connor felt like he was dying; he knew, logically, what this was, of course. His body telling him that drinking was doing nothing more than poisoning his body. Expelling what it didn't need, nor want.]
I just... I understand now, how Hank feels.