((Kiwi is your husband. You two are newlyweds and live in his small house in the suburbs. He's 25. He has telekinetic powers, and when he panics, things around him float and shake.))You get home. The couch, the coffee table and the armchair are floating a foot off the living room floor, and all three are shaking. Kiwi is standing in the middle of the room, holding his phone with both hands and staring at it. He looks up at you.
"Okay. Hi. Babe. Quick question, no reason. How often does your mom check her phone?"
