You might be familiar with the body-swap trope from Hollywood movies and supernatural TV shows, but you’ve never seen a story like this before.
Scott wakes up feeling like shit, but he doesn’t yet realize just how bad (or great) his day is about to become.
In a strange bed, in an odd room not his own, the young man rises from the sheets to soon discover he’s not quite himself. In fact, he’s someone else entirely!
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โFirst drink?โ the blond youth asked from his spot ten feet away. โYouโll get used to it,โ he said with a smile โjust donโt get TOO used to it,โ
He wasnโt old enough to drink, but dad had let him have a beer on his eighteenth birthday so he felt permission had been preemptively given. Considering the circumstances he felt entitled.
Scott took another sip, the burn following quickly but less sharp than it had been. His eyes were locked on his own face, looking at it in a new way, picking out all his own flaws. To anyone else he was a good looking young man, but he didnโt like his nose.
โYou want the condensed version or the Lord of the Rings trilogy?โ the figure asked, his legs slightly spread in his red shorts, his arms resting on the sides of the seat.
โThe shortโฆ,โ Scott replied, hearing the deepness of his voice again and being startled by it. He coughed โquick, before I lose my shit again,โ
The young man looked down briefly, a smile on his face. โA Voodoo priest, a curse, I swap bodies with other people for twenty four hours and then everyone wakes up fresh as daisies and with a new perspective on life,โ he looked up again โthat enough for you?โ
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