Briefly look at the book before you head to sleep

Once back at your dorm room, you decide to take a look at the book before you head to sleep. You open it up and look at the first page:

The assistant librarian will have public sex with anyone who asks politely, and everyone nearby will think this is normal and forget about it minutes later.

Your mind wanders to the twins nextdoor.They kept looking at you strangely, like they mistook you for someone. You wonder if they will tell you more about it if you visit them again soon.

You scan down the page and read further:

The student body is 90% female and attractive, but the internet only works 10% of the time.

You look at your phone. It is the first phone that you own that can check email. You attempt to do that now, but something goes wrong. All of your text messages from earlier were lost… deleted somehow. You hop over to your desktop computer to check your internet signal.

Nothing..

You turn back to the book. The words are handwritten. Someone wrote these statements and somehow this book made them reality. You are not completely sure about the assistant librarian, though. It could be tested, you suppose.

But, despite the strangeness of the day and all of the questions that form in your mind regarding the book, your body feels extremely tired.

You glance out the window. It’s so dark that the stars shine brightly in the sky, peacefully. You stare out toward the eastern seaboard and suddenly see the faint glimmer of a shooting star. It appears to land somewhere near the shore.

You make a wish — that all of this will make sense in the morning. You are determined to come up with a plan for how you are going to use the book. You’ve been cautious so far, but tomorrow will be a day of action. You’ll put your own mark on the book, and see what you accomplish!

But even as you lay down to sleep, you get the nagging suspicion that in order to proceed, you may want to be even more certain of the book’s power. The librarian, the look on her face, and those exquisite tits keep you second guessing your resolve to sleep. Either the night is over, and you will fall asleep in a matter of minutes… or you venture out to find that redhead from earlier and determine how willing she truly is...