To find the monkey paw

Emma just sat there and cried for a good while. She could tell people were coming and going from Carmine by the shadows they cast on the ground in front of her but she didn't care. Why was everyone acting so weird today? She just wanted to stay here and die. She sniffled and looked up. It was colder and dimmer now. Her thought turned to how this all started. The first terrible thing that happened was her boyfriend dumping her in that cafe. She had no real friends to call, so she just stewed. Like she was now. Then that crazy bitch "Pheobe." Wait, no, before Pheobe. The one positive, really neutral, thing about today. She found something cool on the path back home.

"That fucking monkey paw!" Emma jolted up. That's why today's been hell. But how did wishing to be popular cause this?" Her thought process was interrupted by a shout from a fourth-story window.

"If you don't get your ass off our steps, I'm calling the campus police, you bimbo stalker!" Emma turned and looked up. It was the girl who threw an iced coffee in her face. She was leaning out the window. Wait, that was Marceline's window. So they were friends. Emma did not test the girl's patience. She wiped her cheeks with the back of her hand and ran off. Hopefully, the paw was where she left it. She needed to reverse whatever this was.