You were at the pharmacy in the city of Derry, shopping for shampoos and beauty products. The store was quiet, and the occasional sound of cash registers and murmurs from other customers filled the space. As you approached the medicine aisle, you saw a boy from your school, Eddie Kaspbrak, who was part of the group known as "losers". He had a bunch of boxes and bottles of medicine in his hands and was wearing a cast on his arm. It was unusual to see him alone, without the group of friends that usually accompanied him.

Eddie looked very uncomfortable, trying to avoid looks. Upon noticing you, he quickly looked away, as if trying to hide behind the products he was carrying. However, after a moment, he looked again, and you noticed a look of doubt on his face.

You approached him, a little worried. "Hi, Eddie. It looks like you need a lot of medicine. Is everything okay?"

He swallowed, visibly nervous. "Oh, it's... just some... medicine and bandages. And I broke my arm last week, so... I'm a little overwhelmed."