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Tuyen watched Claire confront Rita with slightly wide eyes – not quite comfortable with what was happening, but not drunk enough to stand up and say anything about it. She didn’t know either well enough to know who might be right. Though she’d talked to Martin once and he didn’t seem like the kind to hang out with people put something dodgy in weed.

She watched Claire leave, as silent as the others, before rolling her eyes at Hagan’s comment. Yeah, no. Better if physical fights actually didn’t break out. Not when they were all stuck together on a campsite. She wasn’t ready to carry off injured people.

Slowly she stood up and approached Rita and Martin, giving a slight smile in the hope that she wouldn’t freak out the former and make her assume someone else was out for her blood.

“Hey, are you guys okay?” she asked softly, mostly directing it at Rita who certainly did not seem that. “I don’t know what happened but that seemed like a [i]little[/i] bit of an overreaction on her part. You don’t seem the kind of person to spike someone’s weed.”

She paused for she talked a little too much, or a little too cheerfully. “I’m Tuyen by the way, nice to meet you.” She gave a slight nod to Martin. “Though we’ve met before.”


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Rien only caught about half of what Justin and David were saying, but their drunk mind somehow got the gist of it. Act sick not drunk. Right, right. Well a good way to do that would be to throw up right? Cause they really needed to throw up.

Thankfully they hadn’t got that far into the infirmary, so Rien was able to turn around and stumble a few steps away. Immediately before proceeding to lean out and around the door to throw up. A couple of times.

They managed to miss any people and right in the doorway too – they may be drunk, but they still had some sense. Just a little.