Zoe was about to knock on Jon’s door when she heard the wish.
“I wish I wasn’t hung up on when I was…was raped. So I can get over it and help Jon”
Zoe’s hand froze centimeters from knocking on Jon’s door. Quickly looking around she snuck into her room carefully to make sure that the door closed quietly so no one knew she was here.
“I wish I understood how Karyn was feeling.” Zoe instantly regretted her wish as she barfed on her carpet.
“Fuck. This is bad. Really bad. I just raped Karyn. Well sort of. Shit…” Zoe slumped to the floor. No, it would be okay. Zoe would give Karyn what she wanted. That would fix this. Though she could…
Zoe smirked she knew exactly how to interpret it. Too bad no one could know. She could probably get a Nobel Peace Prize by curing rape victims of psychological trauma. And that was exactly what she was going to do. Well, she definitely would but a little twist on it. Otherwise, it would be no fun. Opening her mouth she made her interpretation come true. All with the power of an insignificant-looking stone.
