Someone wakes her up

Amanda was lying in the middle of a green medow, her head resting in her arms as she gazed upon the clouds in the blue sky. Her long, slender legs lying crossed over each other as she wagged her foot to a melody playing in her head. The warm wind brushed against her feet as she inrended to enjoyel this beautifully sunny, lazy day to the fullest. Much to her surprise, a little puppy approached her and immediately started taking short licks of her toes, causing the speedster to giggle at the cute image. This was Eden...

"So soft and tasty~" she could hear her roommate chime, enjoying some snacks of hers.

"Darn it, Yasminka... Can't you eat quieter, I'm dreaming of paradise..." she groaned, burrying her face in the pillow again.

"I'm sorry Amanda- you're just too delicious!" the chubby girl happily explained.

"..... I'm what?" she lifts her head up, running her fingers through her messy hair as she looks over her shoulder to see the Russian witch taking hungry licks off her feet. "Uungh, not again..." Amanda huffed, pulling her feet away from Yasminka, causing her to let out a disappointed squeal. "What's got into the two off you?!" she asked annoyed, loud enough to wake up Constanze by accident. Since she's already awake, yhe fiery redhead started changing into her regular clothes again, putting her red shorts and white tanktop on. It's then that she noticed Constanze sitting up in her bed, staring down at her feet with a confused blush. "Don't tell me you too? ...Huh? Wait a second." she looked down at her left foot, lifting it up in the air, along with the bracelet on it. The German witch's gaze followed it in a nearly hypnotizing manner, going left-right as Amanda started wagging it. "That must be it..." she mumbled to herself as she sat down on her bed again, lifting her foot up on the matress to take off the anklet, but no matter how much she tried and how strong she tugged, the thing wouldn't budge. "Pete's sake... Oi! Jasna! Cons! The anklet seems to be cursed! Whoever looked at it...- huh?" her dramatical explanation was interrupted by her two roommates sitting down on the floor in front of her, each placing a foot in their lap and slowly rubbing it, and toying with her long toes. "Oh, right..." she facepalmed realising whom she was trying to explain this to. The tomboy lied back on the bed, staring at the bed above her. She couldn't adress the professors about it, or she'd get cleaning duty for a decade... There was only one witch that came to mind that might be able to help her, but that would mean swallowing her pride for the sake of getting the amulet off her ankle, she thought, her toes wiggling at the massage her friends were giving her. Perhaps it'll fall off by itself if she waits long enough?

She sure wish it would...