Noah's eyes flickered open. He slowly became aware of Evan staring him in the face with a shiteating grin.
"Nooooah, I've got something to cheer the both of us up.." Evan informed.
"God, what is it?" Noah asked, his tone acrid and sarcastic.
Evan slowly held up a medium sized cloth drawstring bag that looked full to bursting with something that smelled like.. coffee.
Noah realized in an instant exactly where Evan got that drawstring bag.
The others rocketed awake. "You did not." Caught gasped.
"I did," Evan replied.
"Evan, no." Noah scolded.
"Evan yes." Evan grinned.
Eventually, with much hesitation, he managed to get the rest on board.
He was smiling as he was brewing it.
"It was stupidly easy to steal from Oobleck's office. 'Like he was just begging me to take it." Evan bragged.
Tim was examining the drawstring bag itself. "This bag says that one of the side effects of drinking this is hallucinations." he remarked, very matter of factly.
Evan turned around with shock engraved on his features. "Really?" he asked.
Tim looked back at the text written on the bag and nodded.
Evan's grin grew even wider as he snatched the cup of coffee from its perch and downed it in one gulp.
He suddenly underwent a metaphorical transformation. His pupils dilated to the point where he looked completely insane. His body began to shake.
He looked around frantically. Then he winced. "I SEE DEAD PEOPLE." he bemoaned.
"Oh god, we haven't even started classes yet and Evan's gotten high on coffee." Noah sighed.
Author's Note: god, sorry for the short chapter today. it's a weekend my body begs for rest and nourishment.