Friday, March 25, 2016
Jack adjusted the boot; he couldn’t believe how uncomfortable high heels were, but Marsha had given him strict instructions about the types of clothes he could and couldn’t wear when out of the house. Honestly, he hadn’t been out of neither her house nor the simple sweatpants she had worn for the swap since the two had used that weird medallion to switch bodies, and after getting dressed in this tight skirt and whatnot, he wished he had told her to come here to swap back.
The walk over to his own place was short, but took a while in the uncomfortable shoes. It was quiet when he arrived; Marsha wasn’t there yet. She seemed to be running late, but Jack wasn’t panicking yet.
Of course, what he didn’t know was that Marsha had gotten into an accident with his body earlier in the day. She was unconscious in the hospital. To make matters worse, the medallion was lost in the accident. While Jack was sitting there hoping to get back to his own body, the truth was that he’d now be stuck with Marsha’s body for the rest of his life.