Veronica, who was about to break up with her boyfriend

I wasn't quite sure what to think, if I should respond to this lady that just appeared in my room all of the sudden and claimed that I have magic powers now. Should I believe her? How could I know that she wasn't a crazy- stop yourself right there Veronica, think it through for a moment. She was wearing chains as her attire, literal chains. If she had just been someone that walked inside the apartment, I should have heard her.

"I'm someone who got pretty lucky with the hour at which she decided to get a haircut." I tell her, not feeling like it was smart to keep her waiting that much longer but also not wanting to tell her my name in case this was some sort of mystical trap that would switch us around and make me her servant if I did.

The lady, who apparently was called whatever her master wanted to call her, looked me up and down, cracking a smile when she saw the top of my head. "Man, those bangs are on point! If I was you I would use the ring to give myself a little more of a chest and immediately start looking for any reality TV auditions, because you already have the look of someone that can be a star!" She got her hands around my hips. "Seriously, just a few centimetres more and, oh right, I'm still probably in America. Anyway, what I meant to say is that you'd just need a couple of extra inches, but you are a fine looking lady if I know one when I see it!"

I was feeling embarrassed. I get a minion and the first thing she does is touch me all over. "Ahem, can I use the ring to make you keep you hands to yourself?"

She gave me a roguish smile. "Well, it's funny, it takes a lot more out of the wish to do mental changes than physical ones. Might make your pretty fingers hurt. But don't worry, I do not be to be **** when someone asks me to keep my hands to myself" She removed her hands from my hips, but immediately rested her face over my chest. "It's pretty comfortable here even with how little stuffing you have."

I groaned. "I do not need another idiot the level of my boyfriend in my life. One was already enough!" I push her away with an open palm, but as I looked at her face, I couldn't deny a simple fact. "At least you're better looking."

She blew me a kiss. "I can pretend to have some dignity and wisdom if that's what'd you prefer, don't worry about that." She then looked around. "Is your boyfriend home? I want to see if it's true that I'm cuter. Well, I know it's true, because I'm extremely pretty, but I want to confirm it."

"No, he's not here, and I-" A switch flipped in my head. "How am I ever going to explain to him that you're here?"

She laughed. "Oh, don't worry, I have the powers to make myself invisible to anyone but my ringmaster. Speaking of, I know you don't have to do it, but would you mind telling me your name? Or should I just call you pixie cut?" She rolled one of her fingers in my hair.

"I'm Veronica." I told her, feeling more secure by now that nothing bad would come out of it. "But Pixie does kind of fit you, and it's cuter than the other names you suggested."

She giggled. "I guess it is. V and P, huh? Shame that we're never going to get to be the real president, but it's a good consolation prize."

"That joke is awful." I still laughed, so I didn't have the moral high ground to mock it too much.

"I'm surprised that it took me that long for my new ringmaster to tell me that." She shrugged. "Anyway, I'm surprised that you're taking this all so well, specially the part about the strong urge for women. Were you bisexual already?"

"I don't feel like I was, even if I could occasionally appreciate when a girl was attractive. Still, seems like a perfect opportunity for me to open a new chapter in my life, which was I was planning on doing today anyways." I told her as I sat on the couch.

"Oh, I'm a messy drama slut, please tell me more about that!" She sat next to me and rested her head on my lap.

"You sure you want to? It's not that juicy if I'm being honest."

"You can tell me about the drama or I can poke your tits repeatedly for the next few minutes, your choice." She extended a finger and touched one of my nipples with it. "Bop!"