Tyler didn’t know why he was suddenly in a huge house in an upscale neighborhood, but he wasn’t exactly complaining about it. Then again, it only took him a few more seconds to notice the pasty white skin on feminine hands showing the wrinkled signs of being aged -- these were all things he COULD absolutely complain about.
How the heck did he suddenly become a forty year old white woman in the suburbs? It didn’t make any sense; he needed answers. He began to search for her phone, but couldn’t seem to find where this woman left it in her huge house. And the TV was one of those stupid SmartTVs that required a password just to turn on, which he obviously didn’t know. There had to be answers to why this happened; he just wasn’t sure how he was going to find any of them.
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