 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Helena nodded; she was one hundred percent reassured and calm as the next phase loomed close now. That phase being consuming the potion, obviously. Propped up against the pillows, she certainly would say that she was ready. None of the reeling memories were going to catch her off guard. Helena collected the bottle with a firm grip.
“Cheers,’’ she said with a tiny grin. Helena uncorked the bottle then tipped the contents into her mouth, towards the back. It was her hope that the liquid would simply bypass her tongue for the most part - that way she could avoid any tastes. Her plan worked mostly and soon the bottle was being lowered. Eyes fixed on the wall ahead of her, Helena waited for something to happen. |