July

Come with me

TW: Mature Language, thoughts abt death, mention of pills,

Y/Ns POV:

I was right about the no sleep thing hitting me like a truck. I feel like shit and i've only been here an hour.

"y/n! chill out on the coffee that's your third cup since you've gotten here." Alex lectures me as he pours his own.

"yeah I know, I just didn't sleep well last night."
I say taking a sip of the cup he just lectured me about.

The door bell rang as a customer walked in.

"I'll get it y/n, you need to sit down and stop drinking so much coffee. You're hearts gone explode." He says half heartedly as he starts walking towards the customer.

dying doesn't sound half bad sometimes.

Alex was right though. All these coffees won't do me any good, not to mention it's giving me a headache.

I pour out the remaining coffee into the sink and look into my bag for some Advil.

I grab the pill bottle and dump two Advil's into my hand. I reach for my now empty coffee cup and rinse it out a few time before filling up with sink water.

Maybe i'm just being picky but the thought of drinking sink water isn't appealing especially New York's sink water.

fuck it

I place the pills in the back of my throat and take a sip on New York's tap water.

now wouldn't that be a funny way to die. 'New York's tap water'

I hear the customer leave the store with a simply, "thank you." directed towards Alex.

Alex makes his way to the back of the store where i'm standing, contemplating how I just drank New York's sink water.

"You're head hurting?" Alex ask me picking up the Advil I had left on the table.

I nod my head in agreement while having my finger pressed against my temple.

"Oh god y/n. Don't tell me you drank the sink water."

I open my eyes and look at Alex with a concerned look.

"Well duh, what else would I have taken it with?" I ask while dumping out the remaining water into the sink.

"This." Alex says while handing me a water bottle that came from the mini fridge.

oh my fucking god.

"What the hell Alex?! You're telling me I could've avoided drinking New York's shit water?!" I grab the bottle from Alex's hand.

"Well, you didn't tell me you needed it. How was I suppose to know? I cant read your mind you know." Alex is laughing so hard he's having to hold his stomach.

"Not funny." I say hitting him in the arm playfully.

"Ow y/n" Alex says sarcastically while rubbing his arm.