We went with my friends to the countryside. It was a weekend. We went by train, then we got picked up in the small train station. The place is so remote, the road not too good to get there, no phone reception. What else could you ask for? There was a lot of beer in our cars. And wine. I remember his friend, K, that evening, with about 6-8 beers in front of him, all of them opened and unfinished, drinking from a random one each time he took a sip... It was a rough day for him after that.
My guy was sick. It was about 2-3 weeks since his arrival and he couldn't keep anything in. Not even water. I was worried out of my mind. We gave him all kinds of light food, tea, anything we could think of. In typical male fashion, he bore through it, without once hinting or accepting a hint at a doctor. It was a long day, probably even longer for him. Luckily it was over in one day. He was fine the next morning..
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