Prompt Story #1

Prompt: You and your roommate tried black magic on a dare and agreed to swap bodies for a month. As the time is closing in, both of you realise you don't really want to switch back.

"So what now?" I ask. My roommate looks awkwardly at me as I slump down on the sofa.
"Do you want to...switch back or-"
"No way!" I suddenly interrupt. I could see the light in my roommate's eyes. I shoot them a reassuring glance as if that was going to help our situation.
"I mean, you have such a different life to me..." they begin, "I'm pretty sure that we both agree on this and-"
"You're rambling again." I put my hand on their shoulder and smile. They don't smile back. I'm instantly thrown off by the response. The sofa is colder than before.
"This is serious!" They yell. I shrug to lighten the mood but I only get a bitter frown.
"You chose to do this, not me!" I argue back. I could feel the anger welling up inside me like warm breath in a balloon. It'll burst soon. I try to calm down by taking deep breaths then I feel a warm presence beside me.
"Sorry." They hug me from behind as I begin to cry. They wipe the tears from my face and grin.
"You-" I turn around to hug them tighter, "are the best roommate I've ever had."
"I'm your only roommate!" They push me away playfully and laugh.