Diary Drabble: Prescription

“Think of it as a prescription.”

Nathan narrowed his eyes, though couldn’t stop the corners of his mouth curving up into a smile. “You a pharmacist or something now?”

Michael nodded at the teapot again, until Nathan took the hint.

“Fine.”

“If people have lived for centuries – maybe millennia – with only the herbal properties of plants to heal and treat all their ailments, then there’s no reason you can’t benefit from this tea.”

“Anything else you’re prescribing me?” Nathan asked, raising his...