6-21-22
Sakana Furikake voices his qualms with Helly Faer’s formula.
“Some miracle drug, Helly. This shit feels TERRIBLE.” Sakana slammed the cupboard, making a beeline to the kettle.
She flinched at the sound, shooting him a dirty look she hoped he could feel through the back of his pink fluffy head.
“I’m a pharmaceutical engineer, not a miracle worker. You know I’m trying to work out the kinks in this thing, right? I haven’t just been showing up here in the middle of fucking nowhere in a random cave for 10 years because I love it. Whatever Pharmagene is learning about my formula is out of my hands, you also know that, stupid. Anyways, tell me what your symptoms are.”
“Okay doctor. You did manage to knock out my crippling depression, but now I just feel frustrated all the time. And not even enough to do anything with it. I can’t even work on my gallery pieces I owe Mad because I’m just… not in it.”
“...And?”
“... I can hardly eat and I’m having bedroom problems.”
“That’s not new for you, is it?”
It was Sakana’s turn to shoot her a dirty look, to her face this time.
“Listen, me having trouble with all that shit before should be an indication that this REALLY isn’t working for me, yeah?”