text: Lisa: Do you have anything for a headache?
  Amy: are you seriously texting me instead of coming to my room and asking in person?
  Lisa: yes
  Lisa: I'm dying
  Amy: let me check
  Amy: I do
  Lisa: Plese come and hurry
  Amy: haha perhaps it has something to do with the amount of vodka in your system
  Lisa: shut up
  Amy: coming :*
target: Lisa has a terrible hangover. She needs painkillers. Amy supposes the pain is caused by the alcohol. She will bring the pills.