We Are Bulletproof

Hey big guy
Feel like losing a couple of games of MK this weekend? ;P

@Heath Rafferty

Sadie let out a loud sigh that puffed her cheeks as she gazed out of the pharmacy windows at the thick fog outside. It had been this way for almost a week now--the fog was almost thick enough to cut through, and it gave her goosebumps every time she had to step foot outside of her apartment. (Too bad Heath wasn't here; he would've made a great meat shield, in case there were creepy crawlies lurking in the fog.)

As much as she would've liked to be home right now, curled up under a thick blanket and watching her favorite shows, here she was, pulling the late shift.

Tori, the more senior pharmacist, was due to arrive soon for his shift but for the moment it was just her and the bored-looking teenage girl behind the cash register (who kept leafing through random magazines when customers weren't around). Sheesh. She straight up ignored Sadie earlier, when she tried to make some idle smalltalk, and Sadie wasn't so hard up for conversation that she'd keep trying with that stuck-up sourpuss!

She leaned against the counter and propped her chin up in the palm of one hand, elbow resting lightly on the cool glass. Honestly, she felt a little ill at ease even with the other girl here. Something about the fog really felt off to her; she just couldn't quite put her finger on why, or what it was. Maybe it was the fact that the fog blocked off all the sunlight. Sadie grew up with plenty of sunshine and blue skies and here, it was nothing but gray, everywhere she looked. Hardly the kind of weather that made her want to go for a jog outside, or arrange an outing with friends.

Besides, it was all over the news--that residents were advised to stay indoors wherever possible. They wouldn't announce something like that unless there was something seriously wrong with the fog! Some of Sadie's co-workers speculated that maybe it wasn't really fog. Maybe it was industrial smog, or some kind of poisonous cloud that settled over the sleepy, tiny town. Whatever it was, it wasn't going away.

As the door opened with a light tinkle from the door bell, Sadie looked up. The girl behind the cash register looked up too, sweeping over the guy with a bored glance, and then going back to her magazine, so it was left up to Sadie to chime cheerfully, "Hi, welcome to West End Pharmacy! Is there anything in particular you're looking for today?"

@Mark Yeong