professionalism (or the lack thereof) (смешанная)

"Takemura! Buddy! Homie! Dude! Could you uh-," V paused, made a sound most likely a gag and Takemura could hear him throw up whatever was in his stomach. "- could you come - come pick me up, please? I can't.. I can hardly walk, haha."
Immediately Takemura bristled, pulling himself up from where he slept in his van. "What?! V, where are you? Have you been drugged? Send me your coordinates immediately."
He heard V suck in smoke from a cigarette, which was odd- he didn't recall him ever smoking. "Ugh- I'm a couple alleyways down from the Afterlife. I can't even - seen anything on my phone, just get here, I'll find you-" V sounded like they gagged again, and hung up.