"I don't know what the fuck either of them did, actually," Adam said, feeling grumpy. Gerard sounded like he was going to blame all of this on that, but that was Adam, personally, and couldn't have anything to do with anyone else experiencing magical fatigue. Could it? "Patrick did give me antlers, though. He put some special spin on it that kept me from getting rid of them in any permanent way. Then Pete came by because he's a nosy motherfucker and he got rid of them. He had to undo whatever Patrick did, and of course no one told me what that little secret was."
Adam stood up and walked to the other door, pushing it open and going inside the bedroom to pick up his wand. He came back out, turning it over in his hand. "Like, this is pathetic, but watch this." He aimed and fired at a candle, intending to light it. It made a few sparks, but otherwise kind of laughed at him. "Casual magic is impossible."