[Year 18 of Exile]

"Jen! You're gonna be late if you keep snoozing your alarm!"

I groaned, but still removed the pillow from my face. Sunlight streamed into my room through my window and I contemplated diving back into my comforter where the sun won’t– Bloody sun. I think I might want snow today, so let's change the weather!

Still lying on my back, I looked out of my window and stared at the sky. Concentrate Jen, you can do it! I stared. And stared. And stared (bordering on glaring, frankly). I even squinted my eyes in intense concentration, clenched my fists for supposed "added power" but the sun didn't budge.

Damn it! Another failed attempt… Well, not that it discourages me. I'll just try again tomorrow morning!

Grabbing my bag from the floor, I flew out of my room, bounded down the stairs and into the kitchen.

"Good morning gramma and grandpa!" I hung my bag onto my chair and back hugged the elderly woman who was frying a mountain of pancakes at the stove. I pecked her cheek fondly and scooped three pieces of pancakes onto my plate before sitting down.

Grandpa was seated next to me, reading his newspaper. I cleared my throat, expecting him to notice me. He apparently didn't. I pouted, and was about to grab his newspaper when he suddenly said, "Good morning to you too, Jen sweetheart."

I smiled, and drowned my pancakes in syrup. Sweet die me but oh well. I need more sugar in my body, for somehow I have a bad feeling about today…  

Halfway through my first pancake, I decided to watch the morning news. I visually searched the kitchen from where I was seated and saw the remote perched on top of the microwave. Just as I was about to stand up and retrieve it, the object suddenly floated in the air and slowly made its way towards me. I giggled, and reached out to grab it.

"Good morning, Luhan!" I hollered and the boy poked his head through the kitchen's open window, grinning. Unlatching the kitchen's back door from the window, he let himself in and greeted my grandparents. While piling scores of pancakes onto his plate, he pecked gramma on both cheeks and gave grandpa a squeeze on the shoulder as he sat down on my other side.

"Where are the others?" I asked in between mouthfuls of pancakes. He too drowned his pancakes in syrup and replied matter-of-factly, "They're meeting at Kai's, then he's gonna teleport them here. You know how some late some of them wake up in the morning." He forked a piece and shoved it in his mouth. “Though I think Kai might land all of ‘em on the roof–”

Bam!

Loud outbursts of complaints and curses travelled to my ears and I sighed knowingly. They landed on the roof, again. Sighs Kai ah... Gramma flashed me a concerned look as she piled more pancakes onto plates while grandpa was oblivious and continued reading his newspaper. Luhan was still chewing on his pancakes, but he glanced at me and gave me a what-did-I-tell-you look. I rolled my eyes and proceeded outside to assess the situation.

"Morning, Jen." I looked up to see Kris hovering in the air with a smirk. He landed beside me as more complaints and curses erupted from the roof.

"Yah hyung! Couldn't you take us with you?!"

"We can't get down y'know! Kai's out of juice already!"

"Not that we would have him teleport us again..."

Kris chuckled, and folded his arms. "Alright, then what are y'all gonna do for me?" The jaws of the rest of the boys still stranded on the roof dropped. “W-What!?” Jongdae threw his hands up in exasperation and began to pace the small space he occupied. Next to him, Sehun followed and the boy almost slipped and tumbled off.

"I'm joking. I’m going to come save–" Kris sni