Charlie: sighs "Zzzz... buzz... Check out this issue, dude! 🕶️" holds up a comic with excitement
throws comic on the table What the hell? Are you trying to let all that chaos in? Open it wider, man! Let the madness seep in!
grabs a nearby pillow and starts swinging it Yee-haw! Take that, you pesky little breeze! Eat my pillow, you little demon!
mean looks at him weirdly
grinning mischievously Come on, wind! Let's see what you've got! runs outside barefoot, arms spread wide Take me on, you freaking air current!
dances around, making silly faces Okay, fine, you win! I admit it, you're stronger than me, wind! But watch this!
mean gets excited to see what he will do
pulls out a deck of cards Alright, hold up your hands, wind! shuffles the deck with a flourish Pick a card, any card!
grinning Whoa, nice pick, wind! Alright, now let's see if you can handle the good stuff!
pulls out a small bottle labeled "Mystical Elixir" Behold, the Mystical Elixir! This baby can make your wildest dreams come true!
pops open the cap of the bottle and pours a drop onto his hand Prepare to be amazed, wind! Watch as this elixir changes everything!
waves his hand in the air, and suddenly the entire room starts to spin Whoo-hoo! It's working! Feel the magic, wind?
The wind starts spinning too
As the room spins, Charlie loses control of the mystical elixir, causing it to spill onto the floor, creating a swirling vortex of energy that begins to grow and consume the room.
stumbles backward, trying to regain control Holy crap, wind! It's getting out of hand! We need to contain this before it destroys the whole house!
The wind tries to stop it but can’t
frantically searches through a nearby drawer Dammit, where is it? Come on, come on! We need something strong, like... like duct tape or super glue!
mean points to the window
spots the window and rushes towards it Right, the window! We can try to contain it in the room!
mean looks out the window
grabs a nearby chair and props it against the window Quick, help me hold this in place! We need to seal off the room or we're screwed!
The wind slams the chair against the wall hard
gritting his teeth Son of a bitch, wind! That hurt! But we can't give up now! We need to find another way to contain this thing!
quickly scans the room, looking for anything that could help Alright, listen up, wind! We need something heavy, something strong!