I finished cleaning up as quickly and as quietly as I could, all the while ideas were bouncing around in my head. Who can I change next? How shall I do it? What all can I do?
Just as I returned to Nate, who was still playing Halo, there was a knock on Nate's door. Nate's face lit up as he paused the game.
"I hope that's who I think it is," Nate said, standing up eagerly. "I've been wanting you to meet him for a while now. Hopefully, you and him will get along." He began to walk out of the room.
"Sounds like you're trying to play matchmaker with me and this guy," I said jokingly, completely forgetting about my ability. Nate paused, his hand twitched, he looked at me and gave me a little wink. Still completely forgetting about my gift, I added sarcastically, "What a shocker. Mr. Gay Cupid always at work, and the guys he brings together just fall in love at first glance."
"Can't deny my 100% success rate!" Nate replied, peeking his head back into the room. That's when it hit me. What did I just do?!? I am about to fall in love with the next man who walks into the room! It could be anybody! I've gotta work fast to make sure this turns out how I want it.
"Well, I guess I can be glad that you only bring together guys in their twenties," I said, smiling to Nate.
"Yeah," Nate said, chuckling in agreement. "My magic doesn't work on old farts. Thank goodness."
"The sentiment is mutual, my friend," I replied. Nate walked out of the room again. "We better be perfect for each other no matter what!" I called after him.
"Then you needn't worry," he answered. Okay. So now that I've not only given Nate the power to make guys in their twenties fall in love with each other, I've made it so that whoever he's chosen for me is perfect. And hopefully, any changes that may and probably will happen in the future won't affect our relationship. I grew a little nervous, hoping beyond all hope that I don't lose my common sense when I fall for this guy. I froze when I heard Nate open the door.
"Hey, man! Glad you could make it," I heard Nate say. "I got a surprise for you."
"A brand new football?" a voice asked, not quite as deep as Nate's baritone but deeper than mine. I know sports, or at least football, will be in my future, which isn't a bad thing at all.
"Nope," Nate replied. I could hear the grin in his voice. "Something better. C'mon." I then heard two pairs of footfalls draw closer and closer and closer. I closed my eyes and turned away from the hall to face the TV.
Nate coughed when he entered the room. "Francis," he said to me. "I'd like you to meet my good friend." Taking a deep breath, I turned around and looked into the eyes of the man I now loved with all of my heart.