[The break in their kiss pulls a whine out from him, not done yet and not wanting to let her lips leave his own. He stares back at her, her name a breath on his lips, leaning in to meet her.]

Lumine...

[He hears it. He can hear the bubble of vomit coming, and he instinctively pulls back as she throws up all over his hoodie, the smell of dandelion wine coating the food they'd had before heading out to the bar. He looks down in disgust as she passes out, her bare skin pressing into him, and also, the mess she's just made on him. It makes him gag, the stench filling his nostrils, as he fights down the urge to throw up himself.

Oh fucking no, she did not just do this.]

Okay.

[He will not let her stay passed out, no way. He can't take care of this with her asleep on him, so he begins shaking her and calling to her once more.]

Lumine. Babe, you have to wake up. Lumine. Lumine. Wake up, I'm not taking care of this with you passed out on me. Babe. Lumine.