sitting on a couch upstairs, we’re all getting ready for our classes.  i am told “i put nick in your class,” and i am about to protest but mo beats me to it.  “no. you can’t do that. put him with me.”  the magician is confused but i am so panicked and mo is so adamant that he agrees.
a purple ghost floats through a video game jungle.  we’re all terrible at magic when we start.  when we try to do a floating spell the ghost is covered in jam instead, still floating forward in a side scrolling world.  we try to figure out patterns but everything seems to result in something random.