Denver Pace (mile_high) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2012-12-12 13:00:00 |
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Entry tags: | denver, eli |
Sunday, November 17, 2019
Who: Denver and Eli
When: Sunday morning
Where: Eli's dorm room
What: FREAKING OUT!
Denver's eyes opened, she stretched and yawned, and then she rubbed her face. No different from any other morning. Except her face was scratchy. It triggered alarm. Had something happened to her face while she slept? Some sort of allergic reaction maybe?
She sat up quickly and rushed over to her closet and the full length mirror. But Denver wasn't at all prepared for what she saw. SHE WAS A MAN! At first, she didn't even realize it was her, thought maybe some stranger had broken into her room, but when she screamed, she saw that her mouth moved in time with the reflection, and her body, a guy's body, mimicked all of her actions.
It had to be a dream. Just HAD to be. So why did it feel so fucking real? She slapped her face. "OWW!" Okay, bad idea to slap herself. BUT FUCK!
Denver threw on some shorts, because she'd simply slept in an oversized t-shirt that wasn't all that oversized now. It kinda fit just right. She needed help, immediately. Eli. He would know what to do. Yeah, he'd make fun of her, but this was an emergency! So she rushed to the room next door in her bare feet and banged on the door.
"Eli, open the fucking door! I need help!" Her voice sounded different too. "It's.. it's Denver. Wake the fuck up and help me!"