Danial barged through the front door and went straight down the hallway into the common bathroom. Danial was greeted with the filth of a poorly kept toilet and the foul odor of last nights party didn't help soothe his stomach. However, Danial was more concerned to get it all out than too keep it all in at that point. No matter how expensive that shake was. He just wanted to feel better already. He coughed, he rasped his throat, he spit out saliva, but nothing helped. Minutes went by with nothing really happening except for Danial making a lot of ruckus. To make things even worse Danial started to feel even more ill with every passing minute.
Bruce was inside the kitchen preparing his pre-diner sandwich, a thickly stacked piece Bruce likes to call "Meatwich" as it could better be described as meat with bread than bread with meat. When he started eating the meatwich he heard the front door slam shut followed by the bathroom door. With a house full of student who all like to drink, well almost all, the sounds of coughing and rasping on the toilet didn't bother Bruce. He planned to help the poor sod, but not after he had finished his snack. It would just spoil his appetite if it would go that way. However, half way through his sandwich he recognized the gurgling, scraping and coughing sounds out of the bathroom as Danial's, his roommate. Considering how long he has been at it, Bruce grew worried and left his half eaten snack behind to check up with his friend.
"Are you all right in there?" Shouted Bruce through the door.
"Bughlrrhf." Answered Danial.
"Do you need anything?"
"No-cough."
"You have been in there for a while, are really sure?"
"Ye-" A loud thud could be heard from behind the door. Bruce responded by slamming the door open and what he saw shocked him. Danial lay on the ground and was hanging half inside the toilet bowl. Danial's face visibly green, his eyes wide and sweat had almost soaked him through and through. Bruce first thought was to get Danial to a better place. If he had to call for an ambulance he wanted to secure Danial's safety. Bruce, as Danial's former lifting buddy, managed to lift his bigger friend of the ground with ease and managed to drag him to the kitchen where Bruce managed to get Danial on a chair. Reaching out to the phone to call the emergency services he turned around to keep an eye on his friend...
However Bruce was surprised by the following display. Danial had managed to get up and reached toe counter with slow swaying steps of someone close to a delirium. Bruce saw Danial heavily shake, just standing and holding himself up was taking Danial's all his strength. It didn't take long before Bruce realized what Danial was after: Bruce's half eaten sandwich. Danial reached out to it and devoured the half eaten sandwich with a vigor of someone who hasn't eaten in days. In two massive bites the thick meat on meat layered sandwich disappeared into Danial's mouth.
Shortly after Danial started to feel better. He felt invigorated. The shaking stopped, his stomach didn't try to eat itself anymore. His face turned to a more healthy color. Bruce slowly approached Danial while he transformed from the sick shaking heap of flesh back to Danial and laid a hand on his back.
"My god, I thought you were dying." said Bruce with a look of confusion and surprise.
Danial who was equally surprised, didn't know how to respond and just stared at his greasy hands. His stomach gurgled as the meatwich plopped into it and Danial responded with a small burp. Danial felt fine again. No sickness, no pain, all gone. "I am not sure why, but I feel fine now." Danial said.
"Are you sure?" said Bruce "Should I call the campus doctor?"
"Nah, lets not bother him... He will just say to lay off the supplements, take some aspiring and 'stop drinking so fucking much you morons'."
Danial moved to the common living room where a few other housemates were already watching the latest sports news. They both plopped in their standard places, albeit Danial with much more confidence and Bruce still keeping an eye on Danial.
A good hour went by with them watching television. Danial couldn't help but to rub his stomach, he always loved to feel the creases of his abs. He was proud of them and always likes to show them off, one way or the other. But when his hand slipped under his shirt, he was greeted with a small bulge. Danial recognized it as the bulge he gets when has eaten a lot of food. Firm and below his abdomens. Danial realized he hadn't eaten a lot, but considering what happened he didn't mind much.
"I think I will head to bed early." Said Danial, "Whatever I have, I hope a good nights rest will solve it."
"I still think you need to see a doctor. What happened there was not normal." Bruce said concerned.
"Ah, whatever. It feel fine now, so it is probably gone. Probably because of my awesome immune system." Answered Danial with confidence flexing his pecs reminding himself of his most expensive hobby, "Can't afford it anyway."
Does something happen before Danial has the chance to get to bed?
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