Weiss weakly groaned as she tried to cocoon herself with blankets, blocking out the rays of sunshine coming through the windows.

Why did I drink so much?

Certainly, Weiss was not one to usually drink more than just enough to be social, so being hungover was a wholly new experience for her. Despite sleeping for longer than she normally gave herself, she felt drop dead tired… and there was the fact that whatever she ate kept trying to worm itself back up from whence it came.

Perhaps the worst was the crazy dreams. Weiss didn't have many dreams that she remembered, and when she did, it was always an oddity. So the disorientating divulge of snippets of dreams that came from drinking far too much was an odd concept in it of itself for her. They were particularly far-fetch, even for a dream, Weiss dryly noted as she lamely shuffled deeper into the sheets, like raptors serving eggs for dinner or father loving me. Slender fingers gripped the sheets tighter, or kissing Nora. …that might be not so far-fetch... A very faint tinge of red coloured her cheeks as she dimly remembered her New Year's resolution; I'm going to tell her how I feel. At some point. When the room stops spinning.

Yet more terrible than the nausea or even the bewildering dreams, was the pounding headache that plagued her. It was quite unlike any headache she had experienced, worse than when she'd ran out of aura, or had to pull an all-nighter for exam week. Even worse was that none of her teammates were around to hand her the painkillers, with Ruby spending the night in JNPR's dorm and the other two leaving some time ago. The throbbing pain only got worse as the pounding got loude-

Icy blue eyes opened. Louder? Cautiously, the girl pulled the covers off her head, only for the painful sound to get louder. And then thunderous pounding got even louder. What the- is that the door? Who in the world would-

Shakily, Weiss got to her feet, making her way to the door. The moment she opened it, the pounding stopped. "What do you want…" Tired eyes attempted to focus with little success only to widen. "Nora?"

"H-Hey, Weiss!" Nora awkwardly waved, with her ever present-smile lighting up her expression, holding up Magnhild, clearly about to bash the door in. "How's your morning going?"

The hungover teen blinked. "Excuse me?"

"You drank like a lot last night and passed out, so I was going to see if you wanted to get some coffee, 'cause you always drink it…" Whatever composure that Nora had, vanished in a moment, under the burden of a single question as she almost anxiously rambled on and on. "…but you weren't picking up your scroll and weren't answering the door, and then I was like, 'what if Weiss got alcohol poisoning because she drank so much?' and so I was going to make sure you were okay-"

"By breaking down my door?" Weiss quietly commented, not that Nora seemed to notice, as she continued to spew words.

"-because you were really really drunk last night and passed out after you kissed me-"

"WHAT?!" Weiss screeched as Nora went on. Oh fuck, that wasn't a dream?! Suddenly the nausea was what Weiss was feeling the most, as she felt sick to her stomach in more than just one way.

"-and I was sorta-kinda-maybe-hoping-you'd-go-on-a-date-with-me?"

"I…" Weiss' mouth opened before her eyes bugged out in panic, as her stomach truly had decided to revolt against her. It was a mad dash to the dorm's bathroom, which she only made it just in time to start retching into the toilet. The vile aftertaste of half-digested food did nothing to give Weiss any sense of relief as she gave another heave, dimly aware of the pitter-patter of someone walking on the bathroom tiles.

A moment or two later, calloused hands threaded through her long white hair. Trying to ask why led to another bout of heaving green-brown liquid into the white throne, the chunky slime running down her chin before plopping into the murky water below.

"...what are you doing?" Weiss groaned, at the feel of Nora's hands on her hair.

"Keeping your hair out of the toilet, silly!" Nora chimed back with a smile.

Weiss stifled a second groan. Not being in the habit of puking her stomach out, the thought hadn't even occurred to her. "...thank you." Which was about all she was able to get out before giving another retch, as the toilet only got fuller. The next, however, had nothing come up, resulting in the petite girl dry-heaving.

Then another. And another.

Throughout it all, Weiss felt a comforting hand on her back, rubbing gently, telling her that someone was there for her, even after she finally stopped puking as the two stayed in silence, giving her a moment to catch her breath.

"Did I really kiss you?" That was the first thing Weiss asked – besides rinsing out her mouth - after she finally trusted herself enough to not upchuck all over the orange-haired girl.

"Yup!" Nora nodded energetically, only for the nod to slow down immediately, "Don't you remember?"

White hair swayed ever so slightly, most of it still being held to the side by Weiss, "Yesterday is a haze to me."

"O-Oh." Nora's shoulders slumped, and it didn't take Weiss much to guess why; it meant a lot to her, and I don't remember any of it. "W-Well, maybe this was a bad idea…" Turquoise eyes were full of hurt, "Just forget I said anything about coffee-"

"No." Weiss' voice was hard as steel, despite the small teen feeling weak from vomiting. "I might not have remembered it, but that doesn't mean I didn't mean it." True, this perhaps wasn't the best place to confess her feelings to her crush, namely hungover and having bits of puke swirling in the toilet bowel below her, but Weiss was going to take her chance. "You are one of the few people, who treat me for who I am not what I am, and I always have fun when we are together, so why wouldn't I say yes to a coffee date?"

Weiss swore she saw hearts in Nora's eyes, as the orange haired girl pulled her into a tight hug, "You won't regret it! I swear! You'll-"

Whatever Nora was going to say was lost to Weiss, as her stomach made a groan of protest, a feeling that came out in the form of stomach acid escaping from her lips and spewing onto Nora's chest.

Your crush asks you out on a date and you puke on her… good job Weiss, good job…

AU: …Weiss drank a lot, how else did you think it was going to turn out? :P

You know she's the one, when she holds your hair as you puke out your guts. What makes this particularly alarming is that this is Nora… her outfits tend to have a window right above her chest area, right where Weiss puked…

This is probably the most disgusting/gross chapter I've written, outside of something in which Pyrrha fought her way out of a giant Grimm!Centipede.

I'd like to take a moment and point out that Weiss and Nora got together on chapter 69.

The second ship has sailed – and probably the only other ship for the story! I actually do have reasons for name of the story itself; if Pyrrha and Ruby (who are still the main focuses) are the tall and small bit of Spoon Equality, what if it was equal size for spooning? …That makes more sense in my head, but essentially that. Plus I've been meaning to write these two for something like two years now. So there is also that.

I think what will happen is that Weiss and Nora will have chapters about once every month, and if happens more frequently than that, I'll have it be a double chapter, where the first half is Pyrruby and the second half is White Lightning. That sounds like a good idea. Yup.

Sound good to everyone?

Thank you for reading, I hope everyone has a wonderful day! :D