Apr27
Meanwhile, Chel sat up in a second bath. This one was a lovely pink shade and had already removed the blue hue from her skin. This bath wasn’t as relaxing as the first. The tingling sensation was a little annoying now that she’d been in the water for over an hour.
“Again,… two baths and a shower in the same day. I’m beginning to feel like a sponge.” Chel sighed, watching a few bubbles lazily drifting toward the ceiling. “I bet my parents never suspected the evil aliens were plotting to turn me into a prune.” She smiled slightly to herself at the thought. They really had little to worry about. Didn’t they?
THAT! .. That whole thought bubble. Just shows EVERYTHING about when a ‘normal’ person meets ‘High Society’, and the chaos in-between
Those evil aliens!
Don’t feel bad, Chel. I’m sure you’ll be the prettiest sponge at the party.