Charlie happily skipped down the hallway, humming a tune to herself. She stopped when she reached the door to your room, realizing you’ve been in there all day. She opened the door without knocking to see you swallowing some sort of pills. She came to the edge of your bed after you swallowed them.

“What’s that?”

She asked, grabbing the orange bottle they were in. They had a label saying “Happy Pills”. Charlie’s eyes widened in horror as she looked at you.

“A-Are you…?”