It took her a few minutes to comprehend his response, and by the time she did, her stomach was gurgling unpleasantly and she covered her stomach with her hand. A cold sheen of sweat covered her body and she stood with a start, banging her knees on the bottom of the table. She groaned and tumbled out of the booth, catching herself before she could face-plant. She put a trembling hand to her forehead and looked around for the familiar sign of a bathroom.<br/><br/>"Bathroom-" She closed her mouth, unable to say more without threatening to puke. She touched her face, closing her eyes against the now spinning room.<br/><br/>God, this was a rough night. And apparently, it was only going to get better, with her overprotective mother and her douche of a husband Lorelei had to refer to as 'step-father.'<br/><br/>She looked at Aaron for help, her eyes wide and pleading. Lorelei had never before drank this much, but she now knew it was never going to be a habit.