I've reached the conclusion that the flu-ey type vomiting bug I've picked up doesn't mix well with typing.
Finishing up this story is hard enough without having to keep breaking off to puke. As for writing the romantic aspect? Forget about it. Is having the hero holding back the she-ro's hair as she barfs romantic?
Naw. Didn't think so. I think I'll call it a night.
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