Claire looked over. “You’re talking to yourself now.”
“It sounds like you’re talking through a pillow,” Daniel groaned. He tapped the side of his head. A dull, thudding echo replied. The pressure was immense. He couldn’t pop them. He couldn’t yawn them open. He was living in a muted, underwater world. ear drops for clogged ears from cold
She was scrolling on her phone. “No.” Claire looked over
“What?” he kept asking his girlfriend, Claire, even when she was standing two feet away. ear drops for clogged ears from cold
“Chicken noodle,” he said. “And throw away the brown box in the cabinet.”