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>be me 16yo
>paint farily well
>be in vacations
>meet old babushka that says she does aquarelle
>"Hey, i will visit you someday to see your works!"
>days pass
>finally decide to go to his house to see the aquarelles
>go to her flat, ring door, she opens
>"hey anon, i'm very excited to see you, come here!"
>she puts her works in the table, showing them to me
>"that's nice, babushka!"
>she goes looks frenetically through all his house for more paintings
>shows me more paintings
>more paintings
>"That's cool, but you seem a little too excited, you should rest a little to recover some breath"
>shows me some vinils she had, continues moving like crazy
>"Now you should see the paintings my daughter made when she was young"
>goes upstairs
>shows the paintings
>They are kinda good
>"Anon i need to rest a little"
>gets into a bedroom and sits in a couch
>i am there watching how she is recovering and trying to say someting to escape from there
>she seems tired
>suddently she falls asleep
>thatsweird.jpg
>wait a little
>"hey, are you okay?"
>she wakes up
>"oh, sorry anon, i fell asleep, i need to rest a little"
>after saying this she collapses another time
>wtf am i supposed to do?
>suddently it happens
>hear a grunt
>watch how a toxic green volcano of vomit comes out of her mouth
>real shit, the height of the vomit volcano was around 8''
>vomit everywhere in her face, mouth and couch
>put her in his side to take out all the vomit of her mouth
>recovers conciousness
>"oh sorry anon"
>she says she is sorry once and again
>"dont worry"
>she seems recovered
>she says that that day only ate an avocado for breakfast
>that explains the green color of the vomit
>"i am going to take a shower"
>"ok babushka see you"
>"yeah, see you, if i we see the next time"
>go to home and dont say anything about the vomit experience
>later my mom says she got a call of the son of that babushka saying that his mother did not pick his phone during all the day
>ohshit.jpg
>paint farily well
>be in vacations
>meet old babushka that says she does aquarelle
>"Hey, i will visit you someday to see your works!"
>days pass
>finally decide to go to his house to see the aquarelles
>go to her flat, ring door, she opens
>"hey anon, i'm very excited to see you, come here!"
>she puts her works in the table, showing them to me
>"that's nice, babushka!"
>she goes looks frenetically through all his house for more paintings
>shows me more paintings
>more paintings
>"That's cool, but you seem a little too excited, you should rest a little to recover some breath"
>shows me some vinils she had, continues moving like crazy
>"Now you should see the paintings my daughter made when she was young"
>goes upstairs
>shows the paintings
>They are kinda good
>"Anon i need to rest a little"
>gets into a bedroom and sits in a couch
>i am there watching how she is recovering and trying to say someting to escape from there
>she seems tired
>suddently she falls asleep
>thatsweird.jpg
>wait a little
>"hey, are you okay?"
>she wakes up
>"oh, sorry anon, i fell asleep, i need to rest a little"
>after saying this she collapses another time
>wtf am i supposed to do?
>suddently it happens
>hear a grunt
>watch how a toxic green volcano of vomit comes out of her mouth
>real shit, the height of the vomit volcano was around 8''
>vomit everywhere in her face, mouth and couch
>put her in his side to take out all the vomit of her mouth
>recovers conciousness
>"oh sorry anon"
>she says she is sorry once and again
>"dont worry"
>she seems recovered
>she says that that day only ate an avocado for breakfast
>that explains the green color of the vomit
>"i am going to take a shower"
>"ok babushka see you"
>"yeah, see you, if i we see the next time"
>go to home and dont say anything about the vomit experience
>later my mom says she got a call of the son of that babushka saying that his mother did not pick his phone during all the day
>ohshit.jpg
