Shrooms - Q Icing [work]

"This music," Icing said, closing their eyes. "It’s painting the room. Can you see it? It’s turning the walls into velvet."

"Greasy food," Q stated, rubbing their eyes. "Burgers. Fries. Something that weighs a pound." shrooms q icing

"The Shrooms," Icing whispered, giving them the capital letter they deserved. "Are you ready to meet your maker?" "This music," Icing said, closing their eyes

"Tea is ready," Q announced, pouring two tall glasses. They brought them to the table, sliding one toward Icing. "The lemon tek method. Supposed to hit faster. You ready?" " Icing said

Icing leaned their head back against the couch, exhaustion washing over them.

"I’m the tree," Q agreed. "Roots deep. Barky."