An Unfortnate Voyage
Dillon was excited. They were finally out on the water again. The yacht trip was only going to last for a weekend, but he loved the ocean. The salt air, the sea creatures, everything about it. They had only been out on the water for about 20 minutes, but he could already tell this trip was going to be amazing. He closed his eyes, inhaled the salt air and just enjoyed feeling the rocking of the waves as they jetted out across the waters.
All of a sudden her heard a long moan coming from next to him. He opened his eyes and looked over to the source of the noise. It was coming from his brother Dwight, who’s face had turned an alarming shade of green. “You ok bro?” Dillon asked. Dwight moaned again, shook his head and leaned over, hands wrapped around his stomach. “You gonna puke?” In response Dwights stomach gave a loud gurgle, and he nodded slowly.
“Come on dude”, lets get you to the side of the boat” Dillon said as he grabbed his brother by the shoulders and led him to the edge of the boat. As they were walking, the yacht hit a particularly rough wave, Dwight clamped his hand over his mouth and broke in to a run to the side. As soon as he got there he opened his mouth and “Hurrrrgh blurghhh” a huge gush of puke was expelled from his mouth. Dwight wiped off his mouth, looked over at Dillon for a brief moment when “hrugh bleck harumph” another gush of green brown liquid spewed out of his mouth and down into the water below. Dillon clumsily patted his brother on the back and said “hang in there man. Hopefully we can find you some drugs to help you or else this is gonna be a long weekend for you”