The Apartment Above The Boards, Jono's Room, Saturday Morning

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Hayley had woken up in strange places before. The bed, the bedroom she didn't recognize even in the haze of time between opening one's eyes and being truly awake

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It was sometime in the early afternoon by the time Jono had made his way back to the Boards, wearing the first items of clothing that he pulled from Hayley's dresser that hadn't made him look like some sort of circus performer, and the leather jacket that he'd found on the floor.

He didn't have a key, but Jono was an individual of a few questionable talents, and he knew his way around the building well enough to be able to pick the back door, making his way up the stairs to the apartment. So long as Troy didn't catch him and freak out, he was more or less in the clear, here.

He stopped at the door at the top of the stairs for a moment, listening. And then, when it didn't sound as though the place was being ripped apart or on fire, he let himself in.

"Hayley, luv? Are you here?"

That sounded so weird to his ears, mixing her voice with his accent that way.

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Hayley had never really heard a recording of her voice, but there was a similar quality to what she thought her voice normally sounded like. The accent, however, was... well, a little bit weird, a little bit unf. Though everything felt a bit weird; as she'd become more and more aware, she could feel this feeling of something inside of her, something that even she felt was a little scary. But she was doing her best to ignore it.

For her part, she was in Jono's room, wearing naught but a towel. A towel tied not at waist level, but at chest. The door to Jono's room was wide open, of course.

"I'm... well, I guess I'm me," she replied, her voice lower and way more masculine than normal.

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"You, and making me sound like a Yank," Jono sighed, making his way to his room and pausing in the doorway. He'd heard his own voice often enough, mostly over the past year, reviewing recordings of mission reports under Weapon X. It sounded wrong, that way. Which, yes, was one of the first things he'd noticed. The second was... well...

... Really, it was almost good to know that he wasn't the only one who had considered wearing towels that way after a shower. It was slightly more awkward knowing that she'd had a shower at all.

"How're you holding up?"

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Hayley just sort of stared for a moment, really confused by seeing her own body from the outside.

"I guess I'm holding up okay," Hayley said. "I've yet to find a mirror in your place, though, you got a problem with them?"

"And I really need to put some clothes on, but I guess..." She let the towel drop, it wasn't like Jono hadn't seen himself naked before. "Where do you keep it all, because I'm not wearing sweatpants."