Looking for a recharge.

Jimmy groans as his eyes slowly open. His mouth tastes like beer and he can feel vomit trying to rise in his throat. He staggers to his feet and looks around his trashed studio apartment. A skinny blond girl whose name he can't remember is snoring loudly, face down in his bed. He vaguely recalls getting a hand job from her last night.

Across the room another girl sleeps curled up on his couch. She has short red hair, a pretty face and a slender body.

Fighting his hangover Jimmy stumbles to the kitchen, fills his coffee pot with water and opens the drawer where he keeps the coffee. Shit. He's out. Instinctively he walks towards the fire escape, planning to fly to the convenience store down the block, but as he tries to levitate nothing happens. "Oh for fuck's sake." He could feel the instinctive urge flood his body, letting him know what he had to do if he wanted his powers back.

He turns around and eyes the two passed out girls in his apartment. It certainly wouldn't be hard to get them back if he wanted.