Layla freshened up for a little bit, before heading downstairs, a hand of power glowing as she pointed it at the shiny new computer.  She was so tempted to send it shattering into pieces, there was just something about computers that got under her skin.  But she calmed down and the glow around her hand dissipated, as she relaxed.   She grabbed the remote and pointed it at the tv, curling up on the couch with a smile. Layla yawned as tiredness overcame her- and drifted off for a brief nap.