This is a joke, right? I know I'm far from dreaming. I could probably tell if someone was digging around in my head. No. I know exactly what this is. One of those do-gooders probably enchanted mine and Evie's dorm room door. And as much as I hate to admit it, they didn't do such a bad job.
That doesn't make it okay, though. If they thought reversing their hair spells was the worst thing I could do, they ain't seen nothing yet.