For the most part, people cleared out of the room pretty quickly out of the Great Shift. It wasn’t orderly; it was complete chaos. A few stayed behind, mostly those who were unswapped, but Juan just sat on the runway without moving much from the moment he realized he had swapped bodies.
The dress was very restrictive. He didn’t know how he’d even stand in these heels. Taking off all the straps of the shoes didn’t seem easy either. It was a while before someone even noticed him, and helped him stand. He noted how he towered over them. His new body must have been at least six feet tall in heels, though he still had no idea how to walk in these things.



