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'AH, I GUESS I nodded off...' Daniel's mind felt drowsy with sleep, his body no longer aching from the beating he'd received the day before. 'Gotta pee... Bathroom... Bathroom~'
His eyes began adjusting as he hobbled his way to the restroom, briefly reaching up to rub his eyes. 'After some sleep, I can see better, and I feel a lot lighter... Am I wearing lenses? I thought we weren't supposed to wear those to sleep though...'
He glanced upwards as he emptied his bowels, 'Uhm, was the ceiling always... this low?' He supposed he just wasn't quite used to his new environment. He also noted how low the sink seemed in comparison to the night before. The boy reached outward to wash his hands after finishing his business.
He then glanced up into the mirror, freezing at his reflection. '...'
From how he saw it, Daniel didn't see any resemblance between himself and the sight before him. He was now tall, had a sculpted, muscular body, and had a pretty boy face. Hell, his new reflection was giving him a slight gay panic as his eyes drifted downwards slightly before flitting back up to his face.
It felt a little too dirty to look down there so casually.
He was so shocked, he found himself unable to make a sound. '...Didn't I fall asleep with shorts on? Where are they??'
The only thing he'd managed to say aloud was, "...Oh."
He shivered, staggering backward, out of the bathroom. He then tripped over the floor mat stationed in front of the restroom door, landing on his back as he gawked at the mirror. 'I... I should call someone! Y-yeah, the police? No-No! Mom! I should call mom!'
The dark-haired male ambled to his feet, rushing to his bedding to retrieve his phone before tripping over yet another object, another jolt of shock and confusion striking him.
"Ow... Mother fucker.... Who... kicked me...??" He'd not only tripped over a person he couldn't properly see due to the poor lighting, but his old body lay in his futon as well. He scrambled to stand again, making sure to snatch the blanket from his other body and wrap it around his current one.
