Shrooms Q, Jack And Jill -

Jill, meanwhile, felt her training kick in. She checked her pulse: 98, fine. She drank water. She guided Q away from the mirror when he started whispering to his reflection. “You’re safe,” she said. “You took a drug. It will end.”

“No,” Jill and Q said in unison.

Jack grinned, already chewing his portion. “Don’t be the trip mom, Jill. It’s a standard dose—two grams each.” shrooms q, jack and jill

“I’m breaking,” Q whispered. His skin was pale, pupils blown wide. “I’m not coming back.” Jill, meanwhile, felt her training kick in