Chapter 11: scandalous is glamorous
It's the first day of the annual unicorn migration, and Kai is content to spend it submerged in a hot tub. The water jets and steam glyphs etched into the side of the tub have lulled him into a near-hypnotic state. It's a stark contrast to the chaotic, congested streets and skies of Moonwater, so much so that Kai has half a mind to simply remain here for the remainder of his exile. Let the world fade away to warm, bubbly water, with only his thoughts to keep him company. A life of luxury, a life of relaxation, the way it used to be.
So naturally, Wilma chooses that moment to start banging on his door. "Well, it was fun while it lasted," Kai sighs, using his wand to gently peel the cucumbers off his eyes before reaching for a towel.
"I hate to interrupt," Wilma shouts as Kai pulls his towel up to his chest. "But I think there's a ghost hauntin' the kitchen."