Now, the silence between them was the kind where both knew exactly what caused it, and it almost felt like a bad joke, even though it wasn't.
"White magic is used by doctors of course, not this format of it, but it works too. If you take a little of it, it will not pump up your heart but rather slow it down, putting you in this euphoria-like feeling and also helping to relax. You're not going to be high or drugged up, but just chill, like if it was greenweed." Mike explained as he held the bag closer. "Just trust me, James. I know what I am talking about."
Well, Mike looked determined to help and like someone who was telling the truth. But still, taking white magic right before meeting his family, especially after just having a panic attack, was absurd. Still… if it really worked, then everything would be easier… and Mike was a doctor.
Even though none of it made sense in James's mind, he reached out, dipped his pinky, and did it… placed it under his tongue.
