You weren’t supposed to know
Mad wasn’t the right word to describe Trevor’s feelings. He had to scrap one of his stories and that meant that he had to work twice as hard next week. It wasn’t even the fact that he had to work 14-hour days next week that made him boil. He loved the story and thought it would be something special but his boss decided it would be too soon.
Trevor was supposed to meet up with Elise but he had sent her a text 15 minutes ago that said that he wasn’t feeling that well. Good excuse, right? Trevor put on some music that matched his mood and went to his nightstand to retrieve a familiar bottle. He pushed the drawer shut and sat on his bed. Trevor was wearing dark blue trousers and gray dress shirt that had two of the top buttons unbuttoned. Trevor opened the bottle and noticed he needed to get more quite soon. Quick calculations told him that he would last another 3-4 days. Maybe even less. Trevor took one pill and swallowed it without any water. He had mastered it ages ago.