Cw: mentions of blood, vomit and losing consciousness, bad friend
"I-I think I, need to sit down."
"Oh come on! We're only a quarter mile into the hike! Are you serious?"
"I'm sorry, I-"
"Actually never mind, you're as white as a ghoST, WHUMPEE!!!"
Before Friend could finish their sentence, Whumpee stumbled face forward down the mountain trail.
Waking up, their vision was blurry with blood that had trickled from a gash on their head. Ouch. They were sticky with sweat and had thrown up on themselves at some point. They could hear something in the distance up the mountainside.
"-umpee! Whumpee! I'm coming for you! Stay still!"
"Ungh" was all they could manage before closing their eyes again. They were so tired.
