Mystical sparks shot out of Helen's magical tea. As she began to take a sip, one of the sparks shot up her nose, causing her to sneeze. When she sneezed, she spilled her magical tea all over her keyboard. Suddenly, her keyboard began flexing and contorting until it began walking by itself. It yanked its cord out from the computer, then flapped its sides like wings and flew out the window into the stormy air.
A strong gust of wind blew it straight into a tree, shattering it. Helen watched this happen in less than a minute, and thought this is not at all how I expected my morning to go. . .
Unable to work now, though, she decided to instead snuggle up into her cozy corner with her magical tea and watch the weather. A quick text to her boss explaining the situation, then she was free for the day. "Understandable!" he replied, then Helen grabbed her dragonfluff blanket and plopped in the corner chair.
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