"I feel sick," Adele moaned over the toilet seat.
"Shhh, it's okay," Arianna muttered, rubbing her back, "You're going to be fine and we are going to take you home right now."
"No, I'll be -" She was about to protest when another wave of nausea hit her and she was retching into the toilet once more.
Good thing no other person was coming in to use the restroom since this wasn't exactly a pretty sight. Adele was kneeling over the toilet while Arianna was behind her keeping her hair from getting in the way. The toilet cubicle was opened since it wasn't spacious enough for the both of them.
"Mimi, could you stop staring at that strip and get the car ready? '' Arianna chided her with a glower. This was not a joke.
Mimi in question was leaning against the sink and staring at the pregnancy strip as if it was a national treasure. While Adele had not denied the allegation of sleeping with her "husband" she was positive that she wasn't pregnant.
