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William Douglas creeps back to his and Jamie's room in Milliways, in the early hours of the next morning. He's been sick twice already, once in the bushes by the lake and once on the lawn by the main door, and oh, hey, wonderful, guess what he needs to do now.

He can at least try to be quiet about it, if James is there and asleep. He'll just...quietly...be sick in the bathroom, and quietly wash his face, and quietly curl up on the floor and regret everything.