[color=#3CB371][b]Orren Daily/ Male/ 25/ Civilian [/b]
[b]Location:[/b] Grocery store [b]Tags:[/b] The consuming loneliness  [/color]

The rest of his shift crept by, and before long, Orren was clocking out. He hung up his apron and headed out the door, a cheerful chime announcing his departure. The young man headed up the block to the nearby grocery store. He needed to refill his meds, lest he wanted to repeat of the last time he let himself run out.

Funny enough, not many places seemed to carry this stuff. This pharmacy was the only one that kept it on hand. It would sure be unfortunate if something were to happen to it.

Orren headed over to the pharmacy counter and put in his refill request. While he waited, he walked around the store to pick up a few essentials: bread, eggs, canned beans. He checked out and went back to the pharmacy to get his pills. 

"Mr. Orren Daily, 50mg Zeflexen. Is the information on the screen correct?"

Orren glanced over the info, his name, address, prescription, ect. "Uh, yes sir. Thanks." He took the little paper bag and swiped his debit card to make the copayment. Once it was all done and processed, he stuffed the baggie in with his groceries and went on his way.