Rodney walked into their quarters to find John curled on the bed, facing away from the door. Rodney closed the door quickly, aware how the light might affect John. He crossed the room and knelt beside the bed.
"John, do you want sex?" he whispered.
John struggled to turn over, a wretched look on his face. He opened his mouth as if to speak, and vomited all over Rodney's shirt.
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Date: 2006-12-31 12:25 pm (UTC)"John, do you want sex?" he whispered.
John struggled to turn over, a wretched look on his face. He opened his mouth as if to speak, and vomited all over Rodney's shirt.
"I guess that's a no," Rodney said.