Cursed Magic!
I woke to the *beep* *beep* *beep* of my alarm clock.
Aaagghh! That stupid incessant noise.
In an attempt to ignore it I hid my face under my pillow. With the noise still penetrating the fluff of the pillow, I decided to try and shut it up 'Loki-style'.
I tried to focus on noiseless (virtually, anyway) things as I motioned my hand toward the clock.
Of course it only made it louder. *Face palm*
I swung my feet out from beneath my numerous blankets and dug my toes into the rug at my bedside. So cold. I sat up, regrettably, as I had forgotten that I only wore a bra and pyjama bottoms to bed. Even in Winter I find it to be more comfortable that way. The cold and I were not the closest of friends, more like acquaintances, if you will. I reached out for my sweater that sat upon my desk chair, my fingers were only just out of reach, obviously meaning that I had to get off of my sorry ass to get it. Still so cold. I put my sweater on and sat down.
"Why must it be so cold?" I moaned as I attempted to rest my head on the desk. Gravity decided it would take over instead.
"Ugh, that hurt." Face against the mahogany. Drooling ever so slightly.
I lifted my head back up from the desk and stared at my laptop screen. Research about magic on one half, my work assignment containing 1 sentence, on the other.
Things to do but no motivation to do them… That sounds like me alright.
I got up from my seat and walked over to the mirror next to my door.
Ooh look, it's Gollum with a wig!
I needed a shower. ASAP.
I entered the adjoining bathroom, removed my clothes (as one does when they are about to bathe), and entered the shower. I knew I had exactly 10 minutes before the hot water ran out, and too many things to accomplish in that said space of time.
10 minutes goes by rather too quickly and of course I am left to rinse the last of the soap in ice cold water. It were situations such as these that I wish I had magic on my side…
Wait a moment… It's not like I can make it colder, right?
My eyes lit up as I focused upon all things so much warmer than this water (nothing could have been colder) and I motioned my hand…
I leapt out of there faster than fleas on a dog.
"What the fuck! It actually worked! … Kind of."
Rather than ice cold water I was left with water that was most likely almost the temperature of the sun. I guess I can't win with this magic thing. I turned the water of the shower off, whilst gaining third-degree burns of course, and walked into my room to proceed to get dressed.
What I saw next made me drop my towel in shock…
I was the only one losing in this situation.