“Found it!” Exclaimed Chloe opening a cabinet and grabbing a vial of liquid IQ.
“I wish my Father had kept the ‘Magic Milk’ trials going to try and perfect it. I mean I guess I lucked out with the cow I drank from but…… Oh my God.” Chloe started breathing heavy and freaking out. “Daisy drank milk from a different bucket, and there’s another batch from the third cow up there! I drank all of the muscle milk. Oh God what do I do?” She cracked open the vial and chugged it out of desperation. Maybe this will help me come up with a plan