It had been one of those days. Emma trudged up the stairs to her apartment, her shoulders heavy with the weight of deadlines, missed emails, and a boss who seemed to think 9 p.m. was a reasonable time for a team call. She kicked off her shoes, tossed her bag onto the couch, and sighed . That’s when she remembered the small, elegantly wrapped box tucked away in her pantry. It was a gift from her best friend, Mia, who had a knack for knowing exactly what Emma needed before she did. Inside the box were six THC-infused chocolates, each one a tiny square of dark chocolate perfection. “For emergencies,” Mia had said with a wink when she handed them over. Emma hesitated for a moment. She wasn’t a regular cannabis user, but tonight felt like the definition of an emergency. She unwrapped one of the chocolates, the rich aroma of cocoa filling the air. She took a small bite, savoring the smooth, velvety texture. At first, nothing happened. She sat on the couch, scrolling through her phone, half-convinced the chocolate was just a placebo. But then, slowly, like a warm blanket being draped over her, the tension in her shoulders began to melt away. Her thoughts, which had been racing like a runaway train, slowed to a gentle hum. She grabbed a cozy blanket, put on her favorite playlist, and let herself sink into the cushions. For the first time all day, she felt... calm. The world outside her apartment faded into the background, and all that mattered was the music, the soft glow of the fairy lights, and the lingering taste of chocolate on her tongue. An hour later, Emma found herself laughing at a silly cat video, her stress a distant memory. She texted Mia: “THC chocolates = lifesaver. You’re a genius.” Mia replied instantly: “Told you. Now go eat another one and watch the sunset.” Emma smiled, unwrapping a second chocolate. For the first time in weeks, she felt like herself again—relaxed, happy, and ready to take on whatever tomorrow might bring. And as the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink, Emma realized that sometimes, the sweetest escapes come in the smallest packages.