He limped on down the sidewalk, picking up coffee cups and fast food wrappers with his mind as he went. Angela turned and headed back the way she came.
Angela was just finishing off a dungeon raid in Akkraemyth when Kay stepped into the apartment carrying a plastic bag. The smell of Chinese food filled the room. Angela’s stomach growled.
“You can have chicken balls or spare ribs,” he said, pulling two Styrofoam containers from the bag. “Take your pick.”
She pointed to the chicken balls and the container floated across the room to her computer desk.
“Thanks,” she said.
“You’re welcome,” he said. “I see you picked up something new this afternoon.”
She opened the container and floated a chicken ball into her mouth.
“Yeah, pretty awesome, eh?” she said with her mouth full. “I actually wish I could keep this one.”
“Why can’t you?” he asked.
“The powers always wear off after a few days,” she said. “I managed to get one back once, but I haven’t figured out how to do it again.”
“Of course you haven’t,” Kay said, standing over her shoulder. “You spend all your time playing video games instead.”
“I do not,” she said. She closed her laptop and turned to face him. “How did you learn to control your powers, then?”
“Practice,” he said. “I just kept focusing really hard, all the time. It’s like stretching. Do it enough and you eventually become more flexible.”
She closed her eyes and pictured that security guard from the mall. She imagined her skin hardening, growing scales. She focused her entire being on the thought. But nothing happened.
She glanced at Kay and shrugged.
“Well, keep trying,” he said. “You’ll thank me later.”
“Whatever,” she said, rolling her eyes.
He dropped onto the couch and dug into the ribs.
“So when do I get to meet your girlfriend?” he asked.