Mike stared at his pants for about a minute before looking around to see if anything else in the room was bugging out. [i]Am I that high? Damn, I’m never doing this shit again. Just plain old green from now on.[/i] Mike thought as he stepped off of his bed and quickly reached for his pants. The pants shot up into his hand, startling him again. He managed to grab them tight this time. Mike was never one to be scared of things, but he’d watched too many exorcism and ghost movies to not be freaked out by something that literally always happened in every single one of them. [i]Maybe it’s me?[/i] He thought as he set his pants on his bed and looked over his hands. It wasn’t that absurd considering the mind reading and the shit Floyd was able to do. 

“Hmm…” Mike pulled his phone from his pocket and then tossed his pants across the room. The pants flopped across to Floyd’s side of the room. He then reached his free hand out. “Come ‘ere!” He said one of Trey Songz favorite lines. The pants slid across `the floor before flying up into his hands. “Shit…” He said before chuckling. “This is awesome.” He said with a smirk. “Telepathy and telekinesis… Can this get any better?” 

Moments later, Mike was in his black Honda Civic, driving to the radio station. In his car, he had T.G.I.F. by Kid Cudi playing. Though the song wasn’t about Friday, it was a perfect song for how he felt. He bopped his head to the music happily before seeing a girl walking down the sidewalk with what looked like a blanket covering her. Mike raised an eyebrow as he eased on the breaks and lowered his window. As he pulled over beside her, he turned down his music. It was obvious he wanted to talk to her. 

“Hey!” He tried to get her attention. “Need a ride?” Mike offered with a concerned look on his face. Mike had always been one those Good Samaritan types, but he was also curious about her appearance. He thought he recognized her too. “It’s way better than walking in that.” Mike insisted before focusing a bit. He looked like he was trying to size her up, but he was really trying to see what she was thinking.