Balloon stood his ground in the kitchen of the hotel, holding a cup under a tap as he filled it with water. His hands were slightly shaking. His new, huge glorious (but a pain) wings were flourished out behind him. He turned off the tap and let out a small sigh before raising the glass to his lips, taking a drink. That was when he looked behind him and spotted the person watching him. He quickly froze.

“Uh- hi?”