terrifying monstrosity: who could possibly love me when I am a terrifying monstrosity me, stretched out on the table in front of them with a rose between my teeth: well
Me: wise sage, give me what I need to banish the darkness from my mind
Pharmacist: here’s your antidepressants.
Me: no curse of mine shall befall you from my dying breath
Pharmacist: thank you
I love how this post implies that the pharmacist is just used to you by now