I think I am.
I went to this thing called a spa. It did wonders for my mood.
Oh, really? That sounds wonderful, it’s good to hear that you’re doing fine again.
That’s good to hear dear!
Oh, Marian! Are you doing better today, darling?
Nothing.
It does not matter. And I’d rather not speak of it anymore.
Oh.. Okay. If you need something to feel better, don’t hesitate to talk to me.
At least it ends tomorrow.
Some rather rude words is all.
Yes…
Oh? What happened?
I have had better days.
I would imagine I could say the same for you.
Yes, I think after the body swap, this is the worst day I’ve had. Or maybe this one is even worse, I’ve been turned into a freaking boy and I can’t go out because apparently teenagers will attack me…
Why are you having a bad day, though?
I guess that’s true.
*sigh*… Well, anyway, how are you Marian?
At least you’re not stuck in it forever.
Well, yes.. But it’s just not nice to be stuck as a boy, even if it ends tomorrow morning.
I do not think so.
Ugh.. I’m getting tired of this body, it’s too tall.
