SNOW
Back in the hotel room, I stretched out my hands and Maggie placed two pills of my anxiety medication in them. I stared at the pills. The headache from earlier on that day almost knocked me off. I could remember my doctor saying if the pains persisted, I would have to increase the dosage and very soon when my body gets used to the medication, it might become a serious problem as it won't be effective in its entirety.
"Add an additional pill."
Maggie stared at me before checking the prescription on the drugs, "it says here to take only two."
"If it turns out into an over dosage and I die, it'll be best for everyone. So can I get my pills please? I really hate it when some questions my every move."
She dropped an additional pill and c****d the bottle. I picked up the bottled water
