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[eiremagic]

[The voice is a little deeper than usual, gruffer, and definitely not pleased at all]

Fuck this shite.

I've been here five years. Half a bleeding decade - and never once - this is crap! I don't fucking care if it's only a day I want me fucking body back right fucking now!


[ooc: replies from bomblikeaboy]

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[never_very_good]

[Early that morning Frankie stirs, half-stretching but trying to hold on to the last traces of sleep. He doesn't want to get up yet, okay.

He shifts a little closer to Eden, pressing his face against her hair and... well, no, that's not right. Too short, it tickles his face in an unaccustomed way, which wakes him up the rest of the way.

Nope, not right at all. The sleeping body in his arms is entirely the wrong shape. He pulls back, alarmed.]

What the fuck?!

[bomblikeaboy]

[Urgh, Frankie, this is a sleep-in day, didn't you get the memo? She turns with a groan]

Go back to sleep.

[never_very_good]

Who the fuck--

[but the answer's obvious, and he feels like an asshole for saying it, even if he catches himself there. He's just not used to waking up next to someone he doesn't recognize, lease of all someone with a dick.

Definitely not looking, definitely not looking. Shit shit shit.

This is not going back to sleep, sorry Eden. He stays sitting up, scowling. Fuck this place.]

[bomblikeaboy]

[Her eyes fly open at that, and she looks over - what do you mean-]

Who the fuck were you expecting?

[never_very_good]

Eden,

[he half-groans, more a petulant whine than an answer to the question. Come on, how do you not feel the difference? He's pretty sure he'd be able to--

A quick glance down at himself, come to think of it. Nope, he's fine. He presses a hand to his forehead.]

1/2

[bomblikeaboy]

[Holy shit-

No, wait for it.

Wait for it.

Another second.

And.]

[bomblikeaboy]

[CUE THE SCREAMING]

[never_very_good]

Ah fuck,

[he scrambles in the sheets, not sure if he wants to cover her ears or her mouth.]

Stop! Jesus, people'll think I'm killing you!

[bomblikeaboy]

Don't you fucking talk to me like that! I'm your fucking-

[She grabs at her chest]

Where the fuck are me tits!?!?!

[never_very_good]

[He would like to know the answer to that question, too. They're nice tits, he'd rather they stay where they belong.]

Didn't have one of those weekends yet this month, did we?

[Video]

[pinokosthewife]

Huh?

[Video]

[bomblikeaboy]

Huh what?

[Video]

[pinokosthewife]

Don't "what" me when I "what" you firsht! What's the matter with you?

[Video]

[bomblikeaboy]

I'm not a man!

[onset]

[you... sound familiar.]

Y-your body?

[bomblikeaboy]

I'm not a fucking boy!

[onset]

Of course not. You're... cursed?

[bomblikeaboy]

You know I am.

[onset]

Right. I do know. Obviously.

[bomblikeaboy]

Oh, for fuck's sake. Peter.

[onset]

[erk] Must you really swear like that?

[bomblikeaboy]

I've got a fucking dick! The last thing I'm fucking worried about is the state of me mouth!

[onset]

[HIS GENTLE EARS]

Well, I'm - I'm sure it's temporary!

[intheblanks]

Well you're completely unrecognisable today.

[Deadpan. However deep the voice gets, she has some spectacularly unsubtle tells.]

[bomblikeaboy]

Very fucking funny.