Cas was sitting on the couch of an unfamiliar house. The people who lived there were out. He looked at a box with blue pills.
Cas landed on the street and in his anger he didn’t see where he was walking. He bumped into a man, older than his vessel, who was carrying paper bags. The man dropped the bags. The content fell on the pavers and Cas kneeled to help the man collect them. When everything, except for one small box, was put back in the bags, the man turned around. In any other circumstances he would’ve thanked Cas, but he’s was a little embarrassed and wanted to leave as fast as possible.
“Hey!” Cas called the man back. The man reluctantly turned around. “You forgot this” Cas said, waving the small box.
“It’s not mine” the man said and he turned around again and quickly walked away, his head down.
Cas opened the box and took out all the pills. He liked their color. It convinced him that they were harmless. He had heard of medication that made you feel better. He put the pills in his mouth and swallowed.
Cas landed on the street and in his anger he didn’t see where he was walking. He bumped into a man, older than his vessel, who was carrying paper bags. The man dropped the bags. The content fell on the pavers and Cas kneeled to help the man collect them. When everything, except for one small box, was put back in the bags, the man turned around. In any other circumstances he would’ve thanked Cas, but he’s was a little embarrassed and wanted to leave as fast as possible.
“Hey!” Cas called the man back. The man reluctantly turned around. “You forgot this” Cas said, waving the small box.
“It’s not mine” the man said and he turned around again and quickly walked away, his head down.
Cas opened the box and took out all the pills. He liked their color. It convinced him that they were harmless. He had heard of medication that made you feel better. He put the pills in his mouth and swallowed.
