This choice: Someone else exits the toilets. • Go Back...Chapter #3Someone else exits the toilets. by: Unknown My, she seems rather down tonight, doesn't she? Steven thought, watching Yvonne trudge down the stairs to the shop floor. If I really have these nifty powers, perhaps I could use them to help her out...
Before he could get the chance to test out his abilities, the door to the women's toilets swung open and Charlotte stormed out. Steven barely had time to react as she sprinted towards him. He hastily grabbed her by the arm as she tried to push him out of the way, planning to give her a good scolding for almost sending him hurtling down the stairs. "Dammit, Steven, let me go!" she asserted. "I'm gonna be late!"
Almost immediately, Steven thought up a wonderful idea. He'd just been thinking about how he could help Yvonne out of her sorry situation, and now Charlotte had a problem of her own, thanks to him. But he'd come up with a way to fix both of those issues... sort of. "Oh, you don't need to worry about being late," he gleefully stated, garnering a confused and pissed off glare from Charlotte. "In fact, you're already at your post!"
The hotheaded teenager was about to ask Steven what the hell he was talking about when she felt a strange tugging sensation. A sense of dizziness began to wash over her and everything went black. Her body went limp and collapsed into Steven's arms. ...I hope to hell I did this the right way, Steven thought. The last thing he wanted was to be responsible for the untimely death of one of his co-workers. That worry was short-lived, however, as Charlotte began to stir. He took his arms off her and let her stand up on her own. Gathering her bearings, she glanced around the room and finally placed her gaze on Steven.
"Ah... Hello again, Steven," she said, clearly confused. "Wasn't I here just a second ago...? I should be on the shop floor."
Immediately, Steven noticed her more soft-spoken tone. At this point, he knew his plan had worked, but he had to make sure. "...Yvonne?" he hesitantly asked. "Is that you, luv?"
"Yes, of course it's me, Steven. What kind of question is that?"
His face lit up. I did it! he exclaimed in his head. I swapped Charlotte and Yvonne's bodies! He then turned his attention back to Yvonne, now in Charlotte's body, though she was still unaware. "Um... You might want to have a look in the mirror," he told her. She could tell he was serious. She nervously turned around and entered the restroom again.
Steven could only wait patiently for her reaction... | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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