( colligo ¬ get collected ) → network.

Well this is certainly annoying. I really don’t like someone else being in control of my body. Long story but there are some good reasons behind that. I guess this swap thing could be worse at least.

OK body-switching haven't done that in a while. Probably would be good to find out who's body I'm in.

I think shopping is in order, to find something more suited to what I like.

Molly, join me?

Being dumped back into this place a second time is curious, but remains exceedingly inconvenient and irritating.

I wonder, how much time has passed here? Is there anyone around from my last little unwilling vacation?

Dawned on me just now that an entire year has passed since I was yanked away from a battle, which plunged LA into a literal Hell on Earth. Honestly, considering everything that has happened this year, I don't think there is much of a difference between here and there. Course back home I was never stuck in anyone else's bloody body! I don't know about anyone else, but I think having to put up with being stuck in Cordelia's body for over twenty four hours warrants a drink. Johnny Boy, care to join me? I promise I won't snog you this time.

Peeta?

The guy that is in my apartment looks like you. He sounds like you. But he isn't you. At first I thought I was imagining things but since it seems to be happening to other people......

Are you okay?

[Sound of doors opening, shoes scraping against concrete and quick nervous breathing.]

Wh- Who are you? Where -- !! [The doors slam shut. Silence for a few beats.. The sound of light sniffling before slight static as she adjusts the phone in her small hand, holding it up to her mouth. Voice small, young and hesitant.]

..Hello?

holy shit i look like dave chappelle!!!!! omg this means i can totally say "my mama didn't raise no holla back cracker!" and get AWAY WITH IT.