Derek groaned miserably resting his head against the cool wood of the toilet
seat.  He hadn't had but one glass of wine, so this couldn't possibly be a
hang over.  Food poisoning, yes that had to be it.  The pork must not have
been cooked enough.  He groaned again, of all the days for this to happen
why did it have to be today?

Julia started to wake from a deep sleep at the feel of movement behind her,
only to come more awake at the sound of a groan and, wrapping the blanket
around her, went to the bathroom and went to Derek worriedly, kneeling down
to rub his back "You okay? Derek?"

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