"Hmm... I wonder..." You muttered, floating around inside the apartment. "If I like, stick my arm in both, can I take over both?" You wondered, rubbing your ghostly chin. Brianna and Stacy were standing right next to each other, talking about something or other. "...Fuck it." You sighed, holding your hands out towards the back of their heads. All you had to do was stick them inside at the same time, and... hopefully, it'd work. Right? You started moving your hands forward, trembling slightly before... giving up.
"Shit! What if it doesn't work? Or what if I try this and I'm STUCK as them?!" You shouted, your voice echoing throughout the apartment. "I didn't even think about that! If... if this is a one-time only thing..." You mumbled, shaking your head. "No. No, I can't turn back now." You reminded yourself, sliding your hands toward the back of their heads once more...
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