Dean certainly didn't remember passing out last night, but... he was definitely wearing different clothes. He usually just slept in his jeans. With a frown, he shifted in his bed, fingers tangling into his sheets. Everything just felt weird. How much had he drank last night? ...He didn't drink that much, did he? Yesterday hadn't been NEARLY so bad
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Eventually she had to face facts. She was stuck in Sam's body. and there was a distinct possibility he was stuck in hers. Before this notion had come to her there were a thousand different "what ifs" running around her (his?) head. After that, the only thing she could think was "Thank God I showered last night."
With this in mind she rolled out of bed and threw a sweatshirt on over his pajamas. no way she was getting him dressed. Nakedness was out of the question. And she most certainly wasn;t about to go to the bathrom. SHe'd just have to hold it until such a time as she was put back into her own damned body. The hoodie was important though, she figured maybe if she pulled the hood down far enough she could avoid anyone that might recognize herSam, thereby avoiding any uncomfortable incidents.
She was mostly successful, right up until she reached Ravenclaw, and stood face to face with...what was her name? She didn't know her at all, but she was sure she'd heard her named mentioned maybe...once. She seemed like she recognized Sam though and...Oh, crap.
"Hi....um....Luna."
Luna. was it Luna? She hoped it was Luna.
"Hey, have you seen Rory Gilmore around?"
Awkwardly shifting around, trying not to stand like a girl, failing in about six million ways.
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Uh. This might be a bit odd. He could see the confusion knitting at Sam's brow. He was going to get so teased for this later. What the fuck ever - he wanted out of this damn body. It was annoying... lack of that familiar... feeling... between his legs and the... Christ, he really hated feeling so damn weak. "Right." He rubbed his (LUNA'S, Jesus) face and sighed. "It's Dean, man, I'm in some weird chick's body and... Jesus, no idea what's going on here. How the hell you been?"
The concept that other people could have possibly been switched into other people's bodies? Completely lost on him.
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"......Dean?"
And then a pause. No, of course not that Dean. That Dean didn't know Sam. It would have been a world of endless weird if he did. But, oh, duh, Sam had a brother named Dean. Who... looked like a little blonde girl? Oh! No! Body switching! It wasn't just her! oh thank God
"Oh! Dean Winchester. You're Sam's brother!"
She was too relieved to process how strange that must seem coming out of Sam's mouth.
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He looked so damn disappointed. Sam could've helped him. The two of them could've gotten to the bottom of all of this crazy shit. Body-switching, honestly. What the hell?
"So more people are friggin' switching in the school?" he asked curiously, which must have sounded equally strange coming out of a seemingly sweet teenage girl's mouth. "So... Wait." He pointed to Sam -- well, not Sam. Whoever the hell was in Sam's body -- matter-of-factly. "So then... who the hell are you?"
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