/lit/ - Literature

Las night I posted this but one read, i'll try my luck on this new thread:

He came out of the bathroom and stood on his feet for a while looking at the living room's windows. The building's third floor windows. He started to walk. Mahui's father released me and formed a body - barrier between Reptil and the windows. Bort stayed squatted by the bathroom's door and yelled something at Reptil in his native tongue. Reptil stood on the center of the living room looking at Mahui's father, his fist thighten. I had my attention on Bort's words when the metalic noise startled me. Reptil was kicking the chairs around out of frustration. Bort stood and tried to jump him. Reptil got him with a fist on the stomach's pit. Nobody said anything. Mahui's father lowed the guard and came back to his chair. Reptil's head was shaking. Then I heard Bort's first retching: coffee. Second retching: coffee with smell of rotted fruit. Third retching: sandwich leftovers, badly digested. Fourth retching: blood and saliva. He touched his forehead and passed out right on the reeking puddle. His hair looked like spaguetti.