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Eve could feel his last meal coming up. His eyes began to water and he was swallowing quicker. He looked pale to everyone else around him, his eyes panicky as he puts a hand on his stomach. He massaged it, only worsening the nausea that hit him before he got into this vehicle. He burped, feeling slight relief. He dozed off, tired from everything.
The vehicle door closest to him opened, and he’s hauled out by someone’s arm. Eve was sat up against something, his mouth aimed at the bush nearest to him.
Eve began burping wetly, his spaghetti coming back up as he panics, his stomach emptying itself painfully for the next several minutes. Once he finishes, he begins crying, letting out the regret that upset his stomach. His brother comes up and leads him back to the vehicle, as Eve began kicking a fit. The others left him there to tantrum and cry, Eve successfully falling asleep 10 minutes later.