A/N: I have a confession to make.

Lately, I've been feeling that Georgie's coming off as a Mary Sue. She's essentially perfect, there's little to no character development for her, and she has multiple canon characters wrapped around her little finger.

My own OC makes me sick, LOL.

So, please: suggest what I can do to improve on her character through a review or a PM! Bless your hearts, and enjoy this chapter!

NOTE: This chapter contains deliberate potion use. While there is no equivalent to this potion in modern medicine, its effects are similar to drugs. I do not condone drug use or dangerous magic substance abuse at all, but Georgie's an idiot and likes to do things for shits and giggles. I do, however, have an obligation to advise use of discretion concerning.

You have been warned.

Not really a song, but rather, a quote:

Hoe Don't Do It-

Oh my God

After a little bit, Reg left to go use the loo. I tried very hard not to look like a lonely idiot just sitting there, and decided on looking for something to do. My books from Tomes and Scrolls were the perfect distraction.

Yet as I bent down to grab my bags, a small vial fell out of my bag...and cobalt blue liquid sparkled in the container.

I squealed in surprise, catching the attention of several other customers and having them rudely mutter something about 'kids these days' at me before going back to drinking the dark sludge that sat in their dirty cups. I snatched the potion off the floor before anyone could see it.

"I'm so stupid," I muttered. I couldn't believe that I'd completely forgotten about the Cupiditas. Merlin...

I propped up a book in front of myself so I could inspect the vial for cracks. Also so I could look at how pretty the potion was.

After making sure the vial was as intact as it was before, I couldn't resist popping it open to get a whiff of it. Leather and sugar and that cologne-y smell filled my nose and a dumb smile spread across my face.

But you know what was even dumber than my expression? Me taking a few gulps of it just for shits and giggles.

Looking back, I think I liked the way the potion made me feel despite what had happened the last time I had taken the tiniest of sips. Now after drinking it, I felt powerful. Free. In control.

...even though what happened next was really, really, uncontrollable.