The Worst Superpower, part 2

“So a mug? Are you kidding me? A fucking mug Derek? That’s it?”

“Yeah, that’s about it man.”

“So you can’t levitate a car that is about to fall on a kid or anything?”

“Nope. Just mugs it seems. Yeah, I know.”

“Can you throw the mug or anything? Like, levitate it, but then throw it? I don’t know how to explain this shit.” John squinted and shook his head.

“Nope, I can just sort of float them. I’ve never managed to do it home. Then again my wife would kill me if she ever saw this shit.”

“This is such bullshit man.”

“You’re telling me.”

“Okay, what about filling that mug with super hot coffee, or you know what, it doesn’t even have to be coffee, just boiling water, whatever, and you dump it on fucking Sorenson’s head?”

“I can’t rotate it either. It just goes straight up if I think it.”

“I would fire you for this shit if I could.”