Two Player Game

~Chapter Sixty-Four~

Jared's back at his own dorm. He didn't get up. By himself. He did end up calling Michael.

"Thanks man..."

"no problem. I'll totally be over in like five minutes. Want me to bring anything?"

"Do you have any ibuprofen?"

"I've got... Ibuprofen, advil... That's a prescription for Conner..."

"Either one of those would do."

"Cool. Shit, I've got meds to take too..."

"You better take them then. What about Jeremy? I know he's it meds too."

"Right. We're all huge messes who need our medicine."

"Tell me about it."

"Lemme get that done and I'll be over." he hangs up.

"Jer, c'mere and get your meds." Jeremy groans.

"They're important, come on dude."

("Important he says. Hypocrite.")

"At the same time." He gets up and lazily gets Michael's meds from the hiding spot. Michael returns to him with his dose and hands them over.

"I'll take mine on my way to Jared. He's across campus. I'll do and get a coffee and take em."

"No. Take 'em now."

"Dude, what? I don't have anything to take it with now. I'm not wasting your Mountain Dew Red on that."

"I'm taking mine with Water and so are you."

"Whaaaat? Dude, I gotta go, just let me take em on the way."

"Michael." He says seriously. "I know you haven't been taking them."

Michael pauses. "... But I have. Every morning, Jer."

("He hasn't taken one since last Sunday. He's shaking more than normal. He's nauseous.")

"No you haven't. Look at you. You're shaking a lot more than normal. I know you've been throwing up at night."

"...." his face flushes. He looks away. "Can we... Can we not talk about it now?"

"Take them. Then we'll talk about it later."

"... Jeremy-"

"Michael."

"... Fine, gimme the damn pills." He hands them over and watches them take it.

"Swallow."

"..." he swallows and just looks so defeated. The Squip is quiet, calculating. Michael gets up wordlessly and gets what he needs before leaving.

"He took them right?"

("hush, I'm trying to figure that out. There is... A 46% chance he took them.")