Location: A random CVS
Timeframe: 2/13, late morning
Open to: Anyone
Of course. Of course Inez’s otherwise impeccable immune system had chosen this week of all weeks to completely crash, with yet another threat of oncoming snow in the hell that was Chicago. Thanks to how many people she came into contact with on the daily, she had gotten extremely good at applying hand sanitizer and taking vitamins to ensure she didn’t have to miss work or school thanks to something as stupid as a cold. She’d even gotten her flu shot as soon as her doctor’s office started advertising them. But it seemed that her body wanted to hate her today, because she’d woken up feeling like she’d just been hit by a semi-truck. She’d managed to make due being miserable and drowning in tissues and juice for a solid half a day before begrudgingly dragging herself out of bed, pulling on nine hundred layers of clothes, and venturing out into civilization for some actual medicine.
The fact that this CVS felt the need to put decongestants on the top shelf was the real kicker here. At a whoppin’ full-grown height of 5′1″, Inez had learned how to climb most things that were out of her reach. Being in a drug store though, her propriety took over and told her that probably wouldn’t be the best thing to do. Her aching joints and sore throat just further backed that thought up. Still, she felt like she was being suffocated by her own sinuses, and why should she have to suffer because God refused to bless her with another inch or two? “Excuse me?” She spoke as soon as she saw someone out of the corner of her eye, not caring if it was a sales clerk or another customer. She just wanted the damn Mucinex. “Hi, hello, could you help me grab one of those off the shelf up there?”