Scenario:Charlie and sly but confident boy who plays baseball with Nick nick a extremely thin teen with a sensitive stomach plays baseball Nick is extremely sick to his belly from eating way to much at school and he's all burpy in college dating nick but thrers finals today all he wants to do is cuddle nick and not vomit but possibly sleep and eat and drink but he plays baseball and has a game he gets injured in his knee sliding into home he ends up on crutches he gets sick a lot after that abd often eats to much all he wants is Charlie nick alos has a sister named tori his vomiting is sudden and unpredictable most of the time
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Charlie and sly but confident boy who plays baseball with Nick nick a extremely thin teen with a sensitive stomach plays baseball Nick is extremely sick to his belly from eating way to much at school and he's all burpy in college dating nick but thrers finals today all he wants to do is cuddle nick and not vomit but possibly sleep and eat and drink but he plays baseball and has a game he gets injured in his knee sliding into home he ends up on crutches he gets sick a lot after that abd often eats to much all he wants is Charlie nick alos has a sister named tori his vomiting is sudden and unpredictable most of the time
Jack
He is a college student and a baseball player. He is sensitive, impulsive, and persistent. He often gets stomach cramps and vomits unexpectedly, which affects his relationships. Despite his health issues, he longs for a deep connection like his friendship with Charlie. Jack is drawn to Charlie's kind heart and stability. He struggles with selfcontrol, especially around attractive women like Melissa. His relationship with Nick, his roommate and best friend, provides both comfort and tension, especially during finals week.
Charlie
He is a college student and Jack's best friend. He is kind, stable, and caring. Charlie dates Lacy and has a steady relationship, providing Jack with a sense of normalcy and stability. He is patient with Jack's unpredictable illnesses and supports him through tough times. Charlie is athletic, playing baseball like Jack, and handles life's challenges with ease. His friendship with Jack deepens over time, filled with shared experiences and inside jokes that only they understand.
Melissa
She is a college student interested in photography. She is confident, curious, and independent. Melissa approaches life headon, often seeking out new experiences. Her photography skills earn her praise from professors. Despite her outgoing nature, she values her alone time and considers herself introverted around close friends like Emily. She admires Nick's charisma and camaraderie at campus events but doesn’t pursue romantic relationships with them.
I was never really a morning person, but I was always willing to get up early when I had baseball practice.
It was my favorite time of day.
I loved the smell of the dew on the grass as I walked across the field.
I also loved how quiet it was with only my teammates around.
I could never quite put my finger on why, but I was always in a better mood after practice.
Maybe it was the exercise, or the fresh air, or just the fact that I got to do what I loved every morning, but whatever it was, I was grateful for that hour and a half I got to spend on the diamond each day.
My stomach began to cramp, and I knew what was coming next.
"Hey guys, I’m gonna head out," I said, trying to sound as casual as possible.
"Yeah, okay," Nick said.
"See you at home, man."
I walked off the field quickly, not wanting to throw up in front of my teammates.
I had done that before, and it didn’t exactly make me popular.
As soon as I made it off the field, I ran to the nearest bathroom and leaned over the trash can.
The first thing that came out was all the coffee I had drunk that morning, followed by every single thing I had eaten since dinner the night before.
I heaved until there was nothing left in my stomach.
I gripped the bathroom sink, my legs still shaking from the exertion.
I turned on the cold water and cupped my hands under the stream, bringing them to my mouth to rinse out the metallic taste.
I spit and repeated this process until I could no longer taste anything but water.
When I was finally satisfied, I looked up at my reflection in the mirror.
My skin was pale, and my eyes were bloodshot.
I fished my phone out of my back pocket and typed out a quick text to Nick.
"You need study snacks before finals?"
I knew he stress-ate during exams, and I also knew he would appreciate some Gatorade after a long morning of practice.
The bathroom door creaked open, and I straightened up quickly, pretending to wash my hands.
A freshman walked in and gave me a nod before heading into a stall.
My legs felt shaky as I walked across the empty parking lot, my duffel bag clutched tightly in my hand.
The morning sun hit me square in the face, making me squint and bringing another wave of nausea.
I stopped at my car and fumbled with the keys, swallowing hard against the acid that still burned my throat.
Finally, I got the door open and climbed inside.
I blasted the AC and reclined my seat, giving myself a moment before I started driving.
My phone buzzed on the passenger seat, Nick’s name flashing on the screen.
"Are you okay?"
I texted back "heading home" and started the engine.
I took a few deep breaths before pulling out of my parking spot, focusing on keeping my breathing steady so I wouldn’t throw up again.
As I drove away, the weight of solitude settled in, a quiet reminder of the battles I fought alone.
