Taste test the Happiness
From Create Your Own Story
You eye the bottle, and make an obvious move to the stones. What's the worst that could happen?
"You know we should really test this before you head off too class. I mean, what if it doesn't work?" You point out, leaning in to take the bottle from Nathan, who quickly pulls it out of your reach. He put on his disappointed older brother look.
"Testing home-brewed potions outside of a classroom is extremely dangerous. I'm not an expert, it could explode or something". He follows your eyes to the potion, then looks back at you. The seed has been planted. "I mean, it's really not safe. It could taste disgusting …" He pops the lid back off, puffing out his cheeks in contemplation. "But … I do want to get a passing grade, so one taste wouldn't hurt". As usual, Nathan logics his way to go against his common sense, and he passes you the bottle. Eagerly, you grab the stones in one hand and take a sip, giving them back to Nathan as you bask in the taste. It's warm, and spreads through you, leaving a feeling of complete contentment. Humming, you lean against the counter - no wonder people got addicted to this stuff. Nathan seems to be having the same experience, happily putting the bottle and stones into his bag to take to class.
Soon though, that heat seemed to start to pool, not uncomfortably, just strangely. The tingle of contentment shifted and built.
"Erm, Nathan?" You breath out, suddenly noticing just how handsome the oldest brother really was. Always tidy, well kept. You wondered what he would look like with messy hair, being undone. He seems to be going through a similar process, as if looking at you for the first time.
He bites his lip, still somewhat controlling himself, as he looks away from you.
"Maybe we should drink some water, wash it down"
