Jun didn’t think it was possible that the gorgeous blonde woman heading in his direction was doing so to speak with him, yet she approached without skipping a beat. She pulled out a remote and asked, “Can you fix this?”
“What is it?” Jun asked.
“Right. You don’t remember.” She paused. “You invented it. And it turned me into a woman. I used to be your best friend, Harold.”
“I, uh, don’t know a Harold.”
“Because the remote made you forget me, just like it made you forget the remote. It also made me blonde, a woman, and -- most importantly -- kinda dumb. So, like, I can’t fix it on my own anymore, and I need your help.”
Jun shrugged. He wasn’t sure if this woman was trying to play some sort of prank on him, but he was interested in seeing where this would go...
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