A Dash of German {Maven}

[Nicolette]

"Good." Jakob pushed himself off the wall. "Cause I'm serious. I'll make you suffer." He walked to the bathroom door. "And with that, I have to pee."

He walked inside, making his way to the urinal to do his business. When he was done, he walked over to the sink to wash his hands, using lots of soap to make sure his hands were clean. Once his hands were clear of soap, he took some water and splashed his face before he grabbed some paper towels to dry his hands and face.

[Faye]

Sven nodded. Following Jakob into the facilities made for the 'gentleman'. He went inside, feeling a little nauseous like he did before. Everything was so overwhelming, he had just found out that Katherine had a creepy stalker and killed the one she loved, he was threatened with his life if he ever breathed a word to her and the whole meeting them made him feel uneasy anyway.

Instead of the urinal, Seth staggered into one of the cubicles, locking the door behind him and leaned over the toilet bowl, his hands holding him up. His dark locks hung over his face and he stared into the puddle of water sitting there, rippling as the vibrations of people walking around outside disturbed it. He felt his throat tighten and then out came everything he had eaten that day.

All of a sudden, he no longer needed to pee. The whole throwing up had distracted him from it.

[Nicolette]

Jakob glanced over his shoulder at the cubical that the younger man had taken and winced slightly at the sound of vomitting. He hadn't meant for that to happen... He busied himself with leaning against the wall of the bathroom, waiting for the foreigner to finish paying his respects to the porcelain gods.

[Faye]

The room was spinning and he felt his stomach clench again, he obviously had nothing else to throw up but the yellow liquid they called bile. Liquid dripping from the edges of his mouth, taking it's time to let go and fall into the now orangey-brown puddle in the toilet bowl. The sight made him want to throw up even more but there was nothing more to throw up so he'd just be dry wrenching which is as unpleasant as it sounds.

He coughed and reached up to grab some of the toilet paper to wipe his mouth and around the toilet seat so that no one had to see it when they next used the cubicle. He then stood up as best he could, using the wall to help him stand. Swallowing and tasting the revolting taste in his mouth, he flushed the vomit down the drain. Slowly, he emerged from the cubicle to wash his hands. "S-sorry.." He said in a whisper, his face lacking colour.

[Nicolette]

The kid looked like shit, Jakob determined, and he felt like crap for it. He bit his lip and shook his head to Sven's apology.

"Let me make it up to you... You need something cold to drink, that usually settles the stomach. I'll get you something at the vending machine down the hall."

[Faye]

Sven felt relieved when he said he would get hiim a drink. He desparately needed one, to a) settled his stomach as he mentioned and b) to take away the disgusting taste in his mouth and he was sure his breath smelled as bad as he looked along with it.

"Thanks," He followed Jakob out into the hall, the cold air hitting him in the face and the busy hospital overwhelmed him again. He felt everything spin and his throat tightened up. There was nothing for him to throw up! He swallowed and kept it down.

[Nicolette]

The duo headed out into the hall and Jakob led him down the hallway until they came to the vending machine. He pulled out his wallet and got the correct amount of money out, putting it into the machine before he turned to look at Sven, motioning to the various buttons for him to press.

"Take your pick."

Once Sven had his drink, Jakob waited for the younger male to take a couple of sips, to let the liquid slip down his throat. Once he was sure Sven wasn't going to throw up again, he shoved his hands in his pockets and led him back down the hallway, back to Annemarie's room. He glanced back at Sven once more before he opened the door, walking inside and waiting for Sven to come in before he shut the door.

"Get lost, Verlierer?" Jonatan asked lazily from his seat, to which Jakob flipped him off again and plopped back down in his seat.

Katherine had taken to sitting on the bed next to the sleeping guitarist, her fingers intertwined with Annemarie's. The singer looked over at the sound of her boyfriend and best friend returning to the room. She offered Jakob a smile as he sat in his seat, but as she saw Sven, she could see something was wrong.

She stood from the bed and walked over to where Sven had taken his seat earlier, sitting down next to him. "Are you alright?" She asked, her voice full of concern.

[Faye]

When they made it to the vending machine, Sven took a quick glance over the many drinks that were in there, they had German labels but they were very easy to dechiper. He opted for a simple sprite and the can fell to the bottom where he was granted access to pick the can up.

He opened the can, it fizzing as the carbon escaped from the air tight can. He took a few long sips before he knew he couldn't take anymore of the fizziness. He wiped his mouth a bit and followed Jakob back to the room where everyone else was.

Inside, it didn't look like much had changed. He ignored Jon's remark as they walked in and sat back down on the seat he was at before they had left. At least he knew where the bathroom was now. He looked at Katherine as she asked if he was alright and she then sat beside him. He gave her a weak smile, "Wonderful."

[Nicolette]

Katherine rose a hand to gently touch his forehead. "You feel a little warm... And you look pale. Are you sure you're alright, Liebling?" Her tone was gentle, her eyes full of concern.

Jonatan and Jakob didn't seem to be paying attention to the couple, as Jonatan has said something and they were currently throwing German insults back and forth at each other.

[Faye]

Sven's heart thudded in his chest as she felt his forehead and used her endearing nickname that she had for him. He had assumed it meant Darling in German. "Yeah.. I'm alright now," He said, looking at her. But the moment his eyes met with hers, he remembered what Jakob had said, the life threatening and the screwed up story about Nickolaus.

The room spun around again and his face lost a little colour, it had just returned from when he had had a drink from his sprite but the reminder of the events out in the hall made him uneasy. "Just feeling a little uneasy, that's all, love," He didn't want her to worry.

[Nicolette]

Their eyes met for a brief moment before Sven quickly looked away, his face paling again. Her eyes widened just a bit in light shock, wondering if there was something about her that was bothering him. She blinked a few times to keep any unwanted tears from coming to her eyes and she swallowed hard as she looked away, hiding her expression for now. She gazed at the ground for a moment before she heard Jonatan stand up from his chair.

"" He said. He started for the door, but Katherine reached a hand out to catch his sleeve.

"[Let me come with you... I need some air, and a soda sounds nice...]" She offered a weak smile. Jonatan raised an eyebrow, but strugged as the girl stood next to him. She turned to look back at her boyfriend. "I'll be back in just a minute. I promise." She took note of what soda he was drinking and gave him a smile before singer and guitarist left the room together.

There was a brief silence after the door closed, followed by Jakob speaking. "Don't let what I told you affect how you view Kit-Kat."

[Faye]

Looking back at her again, Sven noticed that something he had done had hurt her. He saw the look in her eyes and he felt terrible about how he had handled that situation but it wasn't his fault, it was all so overwhelming, he thought he'd be able to handle it better than he had. He gave her an apologetic look as she left the room and he sighed as he heard the door closed. After his talk with Jakob, he had felt a little more at ease with him so he could be more like himself.

His eyes lifted briefly as Jakob spoke to him, he swallowed and nodded, "I know... it was just a first time... thing, it won't happen again," Though he should be apologising to Katherine once she got back. He needed an excuse for it, too, perhaps he was just feeling sick again. Wait, that would make her think that he viewed her as yuck looking enough to make him want to vomit. Oh no. Okay, that was out of the question... Hmm..