Bitch Guy continued, "I'd say something like, 'I wish your roommate was topless.'"
Wendy's shirt, and the bra beneath, faded into nothingness, revealing a pair of small breasts and a chest with a few acne bumps marring the milky-white skin.
Bitch Guy's jaw dropped. He slammed the door closed. He found the words to ask, "Why didn't that affect your roommate?", pointing to Hitomi.
"Why didn't what affect my roommate?" asked Wendy.
"I just wished your roommate was topless, and instead, you're topless!"
Wendy looked down at herself with a confused expression on her face. "Keith, I'm always topless."
At last, Hitomi knew his name, but that certainly didn't help anything. Keith looked back and forth between the two women, and finally said, "All right, I wish I knew exactly what the fuck is going on here."
Damn it. Hitomi found herself compelled to answer him. "Anyone who makes a wish in my presence will have it granted. It will change reality, so that no one except me -- and the person who made the wish -- will know that anything changed. And since I'm the one granting the wishes, when you said 'your roommate,' that was interpreted as my roommate, so that's why Wendy is topless now."
Keith looked stunned for a minute, and then a devilish smile crept onto his face. "Okay, then, let's see. I wish Wendy's clothing choices were back to the way they were before." Her shirt reappeared on her. "And I wish Wendy was a lesbian, and was currently joining Theresa and Jenny out there in the lounge."
Wendy disappeared. Keith said, "There, now she's out of our hair." He sat down in Wendy's desk chair backwards so he could face Hitomi and rested his arms on the chair back. "I think this is going to be a lot of fun. Oh, yeah, I wish that you would not leave my presence until I wish otherwise."
Hitomi had been ready to run, but no more. She was deathly afraid of what was going to come next.
