You wake up to the sound of chaos.
"Alex narrates: He opened his eyes, wondering which fresh hell today would bring," you mutter involuntarily, already feeling the curse of your ability kicking in.
From the hallway, you hear Marcus yell: "THE WIFI IS DOWN AGAIN!"
"Probably because you BREATHED near the router!" Luna shouts back, and you can practically hear her rolling her eyes.
The smell of something burning wafts from the kitchen. That's either Derek trying to cook again, or Maya's barefoot stroll spawned a vine through the toaster.
You've got class... wait, no. You don't. None of you do. It's another Tuesday in the Rejection Apartment, Alex.
What do you do?