No more dignity...

"I'm glad you feel that way.. 'cause I'm never gonna do that ever again..." Artem just barely managed to say, still feeling sicker than a dog.

After a while he decided to try and look for the horse, hoping it was still within sight, but as he tried to move it only made his situation worse. He had to move quickly to get behind a bush and only just made it before throwing up. There was no way to stop it until there was absolutely nothing left inside of him. He wiped his mouth clean with the back of his hand before walking back towards Winifred. I guess that's why she only wanted tea... he thought bitterly to himself. On the positive side, he did feel sligthly better now, though he felt like he'd lost more than just his breakfast behind that bush...