Once they were out, he let her wrist go as he looked back at her. She was still crying and now was using her hands to wipe out her face from the tears and mucus, also wiping her make up in the process. She looked like a mess. After seeing her like this, he could only feel pity for her. He tried to cheer her up:

-What were you doing up there? You pulled quite a show, huh? Hey… hey, don't cry. What's wrong?

She started telling him about her motives, feelings and everything that was going on in her mind, but he only looked puzzled at her, not responding in any way, which made her frustrated. He realized that but he simply couldn't make sense of the blabbering she was spouting. She raised her voice, as if it somehow this would make her words any more understandable.

Suddenly, she stopped talking and look at him as if she had a revelation. He was going to ask if she was okay, but before he could open his mouth, she opened hers and started puking. He jumped back, but before he could react, he was already covered in barf. Right after she finished puking, she blacked out and fell in her puke before he could hold her.

He grabbed her arm and put it around his neck, trying not to touch her too much. Then, he left her in leaning into a wall while he used his phone to call his girlfriend to help his unconscious friend.

His girlfriend came out as fast as she could and helped him carry her into a bathroom. Once in there, he left her only with his girlfriend as it was the ladies' bathroom. His girlfriend cleaned the puke best she could only using toilet paper and water.

She carried the unconscious body out of the bathroom and waited with her boyfriend for the cab. They got home, and let the blacked out lady to sleep in his couch. His girlfriend left and he went to sleep. Before falling asleep, he thought if she'd remember anything and if he should tell her, because he knew she'd rather forget. But for him, that was a night impossible to forget.