Post by Tamara Sulik on Mar 22, 2016 8:07:30 GMT -6
Tamara closed her eyes shut. She even pressed her fingers against the eyelids as she took a deep breath. It was a terrible thing to have aching eyes when you needed to look for something. Probably what people with glasses thought too when looking for said glasses. Wasn’t it a running gag in Scooby Doo? Except glasses was not her problem. It was the light. And the air. Her eyes were just too dry for them to take it. Just one of the nice and nasty side effects mutations could have on people. It was also why she was in a pharmacy and looking for the eye drops. Too bad she couldn’t grow a second pair of eyes when the first one hurt.
She should have sunglasses. It wouldn’t do much for the air or how dry her eyes were but it would make the light better. And people wouldn’t see how red they could be right now and think other things out of it. She placed a hand above her eyes, letting them only a slit open as she walked to the right shelf. Then there was the whole finding the right ones because humanity was so brilliant it created drops for a dozen of different reasons. That forced her to place them real close to her face to read what was written but she finally got the right one for dry eyes. Not caring about anything else, she just opened the bottle and poured some drops in her left eye.
She couldn’t say her eye was not hurting anymore but it felt good. And who cared if she now look like she was crying? She had the feeling someone was watching her at some point and turning her face before doing the other eye, she noticed someone indeed. An old woman, staring at her. “Can I help you?” Tamara asked as though she was working here. The lady left and Tamara scoffed. If that scoff was turned into words, it could probably translate to ‘what’s her problem?’, only it didn’t. She preferred to deal with her right eye instead, since it was starting to burn a little.