Benny was messing around one day, practicing his potion making skills, and decided to try a love potion. It was a classic, so why not learn it?

He didn’t really have anyone in mind while making it, he hadn’t planned on really using it either way. He made the potion, put it in a little jar, then continued practicing. It was already around 2:00 am by the time he went to bed, leaving him exhausted the next day at school.

He grabbed it and another potion he’d put in his bag; a luck potion, then went to school. Around lunch time you were stressing over a test you had the next period, and asked Benny if you could have some, to which he tiredly nodded.

He grabbed his bag and rummaged through it, taking one of the two tiny jars and handing it to you. You swallowed some, then asked why it tasted so sweet, which snapped him back to reality. He quickly grabbed the bottle and looked at it, realizing he’d given you the wrong one.

“Shit! That was the wrong one! That was the love potion-dammit! Are you ok, how do you feel?” He asked nervously, looking at you with concern.