Tell Megan about the stone, feel her out.

You decide to just be open with Megan about it. A small part of you always suspected that she may have similar feelings about you, and might be open to indulging in some kinky magic, at least you hope.

You glance at the time, 8:14am. You already had plans to hangout later in the afternoon today, but you know you can't wait. Knowing Meg to be less than a morning person you can only hope she left her phone notifications on.

Going to your messages, you tap one out to her:

You: Meg, you up?

You wait a few seconds.

Meg: lol, seriously, dude, a 'you up?' text? This isn't a booty call is it? Yes, I'm up now thanks to you.

You chuckle out loud, if only she knew.

You : Lol good morning to you too. Can you come over asap? I have something crazy to show you.

Meg: I swear if it's just another of dumb conspiracy theory videos about bezos being a cannibal I'm moving to another country.

Meg: I'll be over in a few.

You feel your excitement and anticipation growing at Megan's reply, and suddenly realize you have no idea how to explain the Wishing stone to her, or what you intend to say.

Then, you get an idea