Debbie was never in the best situation. She always managed to screw something up in her life. She was a fairly attractive 20 year old but wasn't the brightest tool in the shed. Which, is exactly why she had ended up working as a maid for this rich family. She flunked out of college due to some lazier behavior and was looking for a job practically on the streets when she found Mr. Miller.
Alan Miller was there for her when she was disowned by her family, and gave her a place to live and make a living. It wasn't like it wasn't a lot of work or anything, as taking care of a house filled with 6 people was hard, but she felt like she owed it to herself to give it her all. Slowly, she had started making some money for herself, and she couldn't have done it without Mr. Miller.
She was walking back to her room after a very strange request from Mr. Miller. He had handed her an old notebook and a cute bracelet, and had told her to hide them or something. She held them under one arm while she absentmindedly walked towards her small room, twisting at her curly red locks along the way. She plopped on the bed, leaving the objects to land next to her, before her thoughts drifted back towards her boss.
"God... he's great." She whispered aloud, blushing a little. She knew he was married and all, but she had always had a thing for older men, and Mr. Miller meant a lot to her. Remembering what he had asked of her, she looked down at the two items. She slid the notebook under the bed, and was about to do so with the band too when she stopped herself.
The band began to warp, before transforming into a more feminine design. Debbie simply stared at it while blinking. Her memories altered slightly, now always remembering the bracelet looking as it now did. Unfortunately, outside, Alan was also blinking. Due to how the magic worked, since Alan had given it up with no clear direction, the bracelet and the notebook had a new owner. From here on out, Debbie would be aware of any future changes to reality she made, while Alan suddenly forgot all about his past life.
"Honey..." He suddenly asked his wife Naomi. "Am I... forgetting something important?"
"What do you mean?" She asked concerned.
"Ah, forget it. It probably wasn't important." He chuckled before he went back to playing with his daughter.
Debbie, meanwhile, was extremely happy. Mr. Miller had given her a cute bracelet as a gift! She was so happy she could scream! But, at the same time, it made her feel sad. She knew he was married, and she was so young that it'd never work.
"What the hell does Mrs. Miller even have? Is it just age, or is it because she's some asian bombshell?" She grumbled to herself. "I wish I could be a part of his family, or be attractive to him or something!" She thought as the bracelet glowed.
Reality changed once again, this time with Debbie being the only one aware of the changes. The only problem is, she didn't know about the bracelet before hand, so she wasn't aiming for one specific change. So, how did the bracelet interpret her thoughts?