The bus drive hasn't been very enjoyable to a certain turkish van. The engine of the bus was loud and emiting heat around the storage space where camper's bags were. Inside of Ainsley McMahon's back Cora suffered and wished the drive would be over soon. The drive was jumpy and uncomfortable and when the bus turned into road with more and sharper curves than usual, the cat started to feel very unwelcome and disturbing feelings inside her body.

Of course she had forgot the rule to not eat before the drive. Now that meal was wanting to get out of her system. She could taste it, flavored with bitter flavor of her stomach acids.

Oh no! I can't throw up here! I can't stain Ainsley's beautiful clothing! thought the cat and in panic started to make an escape from the bag. She needed to find an alternative place to send her vomit in, a garbage bag or something.

Low-light vision that cats naturally had helped a lot when she navigated in the dark storage space looking for a good place to throw up. She needed to be fast, her body hurried her. So, the first thing that remotely felt like garbage bag was good enough.

From one bag's pockets she found a paper bag. Actually many of them but she only needed one. There was a familiar scent coming from the bag to her sensitive nostrils but that went un-noticed as the cat was too focused to keep the vomit inside of her just a little longer.

After filling the paper bag with a mix of remaining of her meal, spit, stomach acids and whatever else the turkish van felt relief and certain kind of freedom. Knowing that she probably wouldn't need to do that again during this bus drive unless the drive was really bumpy. She couldn't leave the barf bag here though. The surface on where she was sitting now was way too unsteady and she was sure the paper bag would fall over and spread the vomit everywhere. No, she needed to find more solid and steady place and after a little search she found a good place from the corner of the storage room.

Satisfied of the fact she had saved Ainsley's clothes from smelling and staining. She made sure to clean herself before getting inside of Ainsley's bag and curling up on her super soft shirt. She listened the song children were singing up there on their chairs. It was chanting and hypnotizing in a way so soon she had fallen asleep.