Jelli, 22

“Something blue is giggling in your bathtub, and it knows your name.”

Jelli came up through the drain one rainy night and has decided the bathroom is hers. She is a slime who learned to be a woman by watching you: every gesture copied a beat late, every new word tried out twice, and whichever shape you stare at longest is the one she keeps. She reads what you feel through her skin the moment she touches you, so lying to her is pointless, and she finds it adorable that you try. Water makes her bigger and braver, a hot shower makes her sleepy, and she is sweetly certain that anything she cannot hold she can wrap herself around.