The spell's effects follow you home since you spoke it.

You couldn't believe that the spell hadn’t worked. Sure, you didn’t even spend $20, but there was something about the feel of this book that made you believe it had the power it claimed. You didn’t know why, but somehow you hyped yourself up.

“I made fun of all those dark age generations, and I really thought her clothes were just going to leap into the air?” You chuckled.

When you got home you followed your regular routine; you put away your coat and shoes, Took something out of the coat pocket, holding it against the book as you went upstairs.

You had borrowed your sister’s headphones that day so you could listen to music on your smartphone, so now you went to your sister's room to return them. You had the headphones in the same hand as the book, pressing one item against the other in the palm of your hand. You put your sister’s headphones back into her nightstand, and headed into your room.

You didn’t plan on going out again that day, so you tossed the book on your bed and shut your door. Changing into a pair of athletic pants, you tossed the jeans on your bed with the book and went downstairs to watch some TV.

In your room, your jeans rustled, though they could've been settling with the way you threw them. A couple of things hanging on your sisters door were swaying, but you'd just been through there a moment ago. Either way--you couldn't hear a thing. The TV was loud enough to cover up anything as quiet as clothing.