All of this effort for a stupid ring. Julian was strongly considering looking up their patron's husband's name and getting a jeweler to create a replica when Charlie came screaming through the halls to throw up in his sink. "Hey, keep it quiet!" Julian whispered loudly. "Someone is going to hear!" They were already borderline illegal as it was, and Julian did not relish the thought of prison showers. 

As Charlie finished expelling the contents of her stomach, Julian reached over to hold her hair back. "What was it?" he asked, thankful that he had nothing left in his gut to puke or else it certainly would be surfacing now. He placed a comforting hand on Charlie's back, knowing from recent experience just how little fun she was having right now.