"Here! This will take care of any lingering effects," Mango said, handing her a tall glass of murky green liquid.
Autumn and Mango stood side by side at the infirmary counter, the scent of herbs and crushed leaves hanging thick in the air. The late afternoon light poured in through the slatted windows, throwing golden stripes across the floor.
Autumn eyed the liquid warily. "It looks like something that crawled out of a swamp." She brought her nose near the glass like it might bite her,and sniffed slowly! " Yuck! It smells like somebody's old socks ,rotting without a wash for months! You sure this isn't just punishment for something I did in a past life?"
Mango gave her a pointed look, one brow raised. "And it will put your head back in its place too. Drink."
Sighing dramatically, Autumn pinched her nose and gulped it down in one go. Her face scrunched instantly. "Ugh! That is vile! Tastes like crushed weeds, pepper and….regret."
