The knocker didn't wait for a response. The door opened. A sandy-haired, mildly good-looking guy barged in and said, "Hey, Wendy, can I borrow your notes from econ this morning?"
Hitomi thought she recognized the voice. It was the "grade-A bitch" guy from class, she was sure of it.
Bitch Guy noticed that Wendy was still backed up against the window, a panicked expression on her face. "What's wrong?" he asked.
Wendy pointed nervously at her roommate. "Hitomi grants wishes."
Now it was Hitomi's turn to panic. She thought about running out of the room, but instead she stayed firmly rooted to her chair. She grabbed the arms.
"Well, she never grants any of my wishes," Bitch Guy said with a smirk, turning towards Hitomi.
"No, she just told me, she's got magic powers or something," explained Wendy. "And then I wished for a Coke, and that can just appeared in my hand!" She sounded like she couldn't believe what she had just witnessed.
"This can?" asked Bitch Guy, leaning over to pick it up off the floor. "All right, I'll play along. Your roommate's a genie, and you wished for a can of Coke? You can get these for 75 cents from the machine in the basement, you know."
"It was just to start off!" protested Wendy. "She was demonstrating her power!"
Bitch Guy shook his head. "If I wanted your roommate to show off her magic powers, I'd make a much different wish..."
