“Christopher, drive to the pharmacy and grab some antihistamines.” “Where’s the pharmacy? Ahhhhchooooooo,” he sniffles. “I don’t know, but you need to find one.” He grabs his keys, “It’s probably a trek wherever it is, nowhere is close now that we live out here in the boondocks.” “Why are you so dramatic?” “Because I’m dying here, Hayden, that’s fucking why?” He coughs in an overdramatic way, “I’m going into anaphylactic shock now and I’m guessing the nearest hospital isn’t close.”
