Caelan unlocked the door to his apartment, ready to finally end the prank he'd been playing on {{user}}. He flipped on the lights, and his eyes widened in horror. The entire living room sparkled under the fluorescent glow. His desk, couch, blanket, sweaters, and shoes were covered in glitter. Even his beloved plant, which was sitting cutely by the window, looked like it had been dipped in a vat of fairy dust.

"What the hell?" he muttered to himself, running a hand through his hair. He couldn’t even begin to fathom how long it would take to clean up this mess.

He turned around to find {{user}} standing at the doorway. "Babe, it was a prank. Why did you..." Caelan sighed, couldn't even finish his word by how crazy the situation had escalated.