After Persia and I rode the subway station towards the centre of the Central District, I immediately got off the train and was currently…
“Blerghhhh……………………”
…puking my soul out in the men’s washroom.
Ugh, I feel like crap.
I can’t believe I had motion sickness.
Come to think of it, this was my first time riding a train. It was unexpected because I was fine despite riding a shaking helicopter under such crude weather.
So… a train motion sickness it is.
I still had to ride it one more time when we went back… ugh…… just thinking about it gives me the chills.
‘I bought the pills’ Persia sent me a message.
‘U can come out now’
Rinsing my mouth and throat with water, I sloppily exited the washroom with a fatigued look.
“Here, water,” Persia said as she gave me a bottle of water.
“…Thanks, Persia……”
“I also bought the pills you wanted.”
Saying that, Persia handed over the entire tablets of Antihistamines.