[it's morning in Paradisa, and Xander is asleep in his bed. He's kind of adorable. Curled up, happy smile, maybe a bit of drool.....but...he doesn't look like himself.]
[he'll eventually roll over and stretch and sigh, then sit up with a smile and...push his hair off his face? No. It's not sinking in yet. He puts his feet on the floor and stretches and....something....isn't right.]
[he yawns and...tilts his head. And he looks down. Oh boy. Those are not his.]
[wait for it...]
[wait for it.......]
[waiiiiit for it.......]
[he spazzes and his arms fly out as he jumps to his feet, thus causing his journal to fly off the nightstand and fall open on the floor.]
[and there's a loud scream. And it sounds like a woman. Coredelia to be specific.]
[he goes over to look in the mirror and touches his....her? face carefully. Looking back at him in the mirror is his ex-girlfriend.]
What the-....
{ooc: Hey, remember
this loss? Yeah. It's a go.}