The Alley

I bent over as if somebody had punched me in the stomach, and tried desperately to swallow the lump in my throat. Oh no, here it comes! I braced myself against the dumpster next to me as I threw up all over the alley. I was violently throwing up as if somebody had twisted my insides. Once I gained my composure and wiped my lips a bit, it occurred to me. Maybe this is why you don't do shots of vodka all night! My friends came out and started laughing hysterically, that pile of puke was like a badge of honor on your twenty first birthday. I looked back at them and tried to act cool as I walked away with them, pretending that my violent puking was no big deal.