The morning rolled in peacefully and Coco busied herself inside the bathroom, hauled over to the toilet seat and threw her soul out.
The moment she woke up, she felt the agitating feeling crawling into her throat and before anyone else woke after her, she rushed inside the bathroom and started retching her guts out.
She has been curled against the toilet seat for a good while now, not bothering to listen if someone else had woken up.
"I can't.." She mumbled, but before she could finish what she wanted to say, she felt the bile rising up once again, so she leaned forward and let the disgusting liquid creep up her throat, throwing up whatever was left on her stomach.
She finished throwing up before she grabbed the shower head sitting beside her and turned it on, letting water soak her head and drip down onto the bowl.
She still has mixed feelings about the unexpected pregnancy, but she's not sure if she really impregnated one of them.
