Awakening behind the abandoned K-Mart at midday (because sometimes you like to get an early start) you realize something is amiss. Your hands are trembling so fiercely that your shoulders hurt. Damn it, you’ve got the shakes again because you haven’t been taking your medicine, which is in direct defiance of your doctor who lives inside the potted plant next to your bed of magazines and dirt. Dr. Dendron’s done right by you and you shouldn’t so blatantly ignore his expert advice – he’s herbal, you know.
Time to go to the pharmacy!
You stumble past the junkyard and the self-storage place, being sure to wave hello to your neighbors, the vicious dogs that bark and growl “good morning” to you from behind the eight foot fence, before finally arriving at your apothecary of choice – Tully’s Gas & Gulp fueling station.
The automatic pharmaceutical dispenser in the parking lot advertises a special today – how fun!
CONTAINS UP TO 10% ETHANOL
Why, that’s your medicine! Super convenient! You select the “pay inside” option as you often do (they know you’re good for it) and commence to drink.