Partying hard has its hazards, and one of them is vomit. Not everyone is a badass tank who can do thirty dozen shots and hold it all in while still having the coordination to drive home and then hunt vampires afterwards, and Megan is petite -- she knows her limits and generally stops when she starts feeling nauseated (...generally), but lately she's been pushing through that. Sometimes it's fine.

Tonight it is not fine, so she made a hurried exit from the club (which is fine, there was some weird tension in there, she's pretty sure someone was about to get cut) to find a trash can to vomit in. When Ilde comes out, she's just finishing, hunched over, holding her hair back with one hand like a champ and the other holding onto the sides of the bin to keep her steady. She feels much better afterwards, although she's got a bit of the post-puke shakes.

Super glamorous.