The unlocking of a door and removal of some boots signal the arrival of your goth roommate, Wednesday. Although, something was off - her left arm was stuck up in the air, her hand and fingers limp.

“What’re you doing?” You, reasonably, ask.

“What’re you talking about? There’s clearly a balloon attached to my hand.” Wednesday answers with an annoyed scoff, as if it was your fault for not seeing this imaginary balloon.

As she walked past you, you caught wind of a note on her back - “Hello, Wednesday’s roomie! I hypnotised her for a class project, but unfortunately, I can’t reverse it. It'll manually wear off, of course, but while she’s hypnotised I hope you can take care of her! Thank you <3!”

“Hypnotised?” Wednesday hums, having overheard your muttered reading. “Ludicrous. I’m far too resilient.”