[Being a good boyfriend to your terrible girlfriend.
When she hears the knock at the door, she doesn't get up. She's a wreck. There's makeup smeared all over her blotchy, tear-stained face. She's been tearing at her hair. Her weight is fluctuating again, but not as badly as it did a few months ago. Right now, she just doesn't want to drag herself to the front door. So she snaps her fingers...
...and nearly blows the door off its hinges with her powers. Well, at least it's open now. She curls up into a tighter ball on the couch, her arms over her head.]
call;
When she hears the knock at the door, she doesn't get up. She's a wreck. There's makeup smeared all over her blotchy, tear-stained face. She's been tearing at her hair. Her weight is fluctuating again, but not as badly as it did a few months ago. Right now, she just doesn't want to drag herself to the front door. So she snaps her fingers...
...and nearly blows the door off its hinges with her powers. Well, at least it's open now. She curls up into a tighter ball on the couch, her arms over her head.]