Siren's Call — 3D Mermaid & Ocean Print Tee

The Attic has a bathtub. It is enormous — the kind that arrived through the portal on a Tuesday with no explanation and no note, cast iron, deep enough to swim in, which nobody thought was relevant until now.

Chelle heard it first. She was at the front counter when the sound reached her — splashing. Not the polite kind. The kind that means someone is having an extremely good time and is not thinking about the floor.

She went to find Luna.

Luna was already in the hallway, boots on, arms crossed, staring at the bathroom door with the expression of someone who has been standing there for thirty seconds trying to decide if this is her problem.

"Do you hear that?"

"Yes."

"Is it—"

"Yes."

They opened the door.

The Siren's Call — 3D Mermaid & Ocean Print Tee is a vivid 3D mermaid and ocean graphic tee in soft stretchy spandex-polyester blend — dye sublimation print, color-shifting in the light, breathable and moisture-wicking, machine washable, relaxed unisex fit, six colorways, adult XXS through 6XL and kids 100 through 160. Six of them had gotten out of the Closet. The doors were open — wider than usual, which is saying something, because the Closet doors have never once in living memory been fully closed, not for lack of trying, not for any amount of leaning or latching or determined effort on anyone's part — and the tees had made it all the way down the hall and into the bathtub, which was full to the brim and absolutely churning. They were not floating. They were playing. Spinning in the current they'd made. Diving under and surfacing. One of them had gotten up enough momentum to send a wave over the side that had soaked the bath mat, the lower half of the door, and approximately three feet of hallway floor.

Cinder was sitting at the far end of the hall, dry, watching with the focused dignity of a wolf who arrived too late to prevent this and has decided that bearing witness is the next best thing.

Ash was wet. Nobody asked how.

Chelle looked at Luna. Luna looked at Chelle. Then they both looked at the tees, still spinning happily in the churning water, completely unbothered by the audience.

"Out," said Chelle.

Not loudly. She didn't need to be loud. The room adjusts.

There was a pause — the particular pause of six things that have been caught doing exactly what they came to do and are not remotely sorry about it. And then they came out of the tub in a rush, all six of them at once, wet and giggling — you could feel it more than hear it, that particular vibration of small creatures absolutely beside themselves with delight at having gotten away with something, even though they hadn't gotten away with anything at all. They hit the hallway floor and went. Past Cinder, who lifted his head and watched them go with the expression of a wolf who has seen many things and is filing this one under inexplicable but harmless. Past Ash, who spun around and tried to follow them back toward the Closet before Luna caught her by the scruff and redirected her with the firm patience of someone who has done this before.

Down the hall. Around the corner. Through the Closet doors, which swung open just in time and pulled almost — almost — shut behind them. The gap remained, as it always does. As it always has. As it apparently always will, no matter what anyone tries.

Something behind them was still moving — the particular rustling of shirts settling back onto shelves, rehanging themselves, the soft industry of a room putting itself back in order after a very good time. And underneath it, just barely, the vibration of six things that were still, even now, entirely pleased with themselves.

The hallway was soaked. The bath mat was a loss. Three feet of floor would need attention.

Luna looked at the almost-closed Closet doors.

"They're going to do that again," Luna said.

"Yes," said Chelle.

"We should probably drain the tub."

Chelle considered this. "Probably."

Neither of them moved.

Midnight circled the rooftop twice that evening. He approves of things that know exactly what they came for and go get it without asking permission. He also approves of the bathtub, which he has always felt was an underutilized resource.

The Closet doors are almost closed. For now. The bath mat is still damp. Some things you just have to let be what they are.

About This Tee
What it is: 3D mermaid and ocean graphic tee — vivid dye sublimation print, color-shifting in the light. Deep teal, coral, iridescent scale detail. From the Closet, via the bathtub, back to the Closet, at Pedlar's Attic.
The feel: Soft stretchy spandex-polyester blend — breathable, moisture-wicking, moves with you. Print is permanent — won't fade, peel, crack, or wrinkle after washing.
Sizing: Relaxed unisex fit. Adult XXS–6XL. Kids 100–160 (cm height). True to size. 6 colorways — each one its own underwater world.
Care: Machine wash up to 40°C. Inside out. Tumble dry low.

What will you find?: Siren's Call — 3D Mermaid & Ocean Print Tee