[Derek throws up two more slugs before he even remotely starts to feel better.]
Bloody hell... that... was awful...
[He raises himself up a bit, just to be a bit farther away from the impressive pile of slugs he produce. He is breathing slowly, trying to take a much air as possible. Eventually he croaks out a weak thank you.]
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Bloody hell... that... was awful...
[He raises himself up a bit, just to be a bit farther away from the impressive pile of slugs he produce. He is breathing slowly, trying to take a much air as possible. Eventually he croaks out a weak thank you.]
T-Thank you...