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"I used to be just fine in college. I'd fall asleep on the couch, wake up on the floor. Now I just feel like I'm dying every morning." It sucked getting old. Of course, she wasn't going to say it like that, considering darling Oliver was older than him. "Maybe I should just save myself the trouble and move my bed into the living room." As opposed to the tv into the bedroom.
Janie gave a nod as she took another sip of her coffee. "I did." She then shifted in her seat, raising her free hand to scratch at a spot underneath her jaw. "I haven't noticed anything. It seems to only cause issues for certain people. The students were far more susceptible to it, almost all of them having at least some complaint of power issue." The younger Centurion agents were having a hell of a time too. "But the side effects are so varied." She couldn't wrap her head around it completely.