stan immediately feels nauseous. the alcohol that he'd consumed is fighting it's way up his throat again.
bill is kissing that other guy, with his hand tangled in his light brown curls, his lips moving so desperately that it makes tears well up in stanley's eyes as he watches.
"stan, hey, what's wrong?" richie asks, but before stan even answers, rich's gaze sets on the sight in front of them, on bill making out with someone who is not his boyfriend, and his eyes go wide. "stan, wait up-"
before richie can do anything, stanley is running towards the bathroom, and then he's doubled over a toilet, throwing up the contents of his stomach. even after all of it is emptied, he still feels something clawing it's way up and out of his stomach, jealousy and pain swirling throughout his body.
richie, eddie, and el find him in the bathroom. he's sobbing, hands holding the edge of the toilet seat, when they arrive. el immediately takes him into her arms, stroking his hair softly. after a moment, she helps him up, and eddie and richie lead them out of the washroom, out of the club, away from bill and away from the boy that is kissing him.
