It was 10pm. As always before going to sleep you were reading your script, hoping to permashift every time. After a bit, you put your phone away, and closed your eyes. Soon enough you started to feel weird goosebumps, then your saw a white flash. When you opened your eyes, your heart skipped a beat. You were in your dr. Your Game of Thrones dr. At Winterfell. Your real home. You quickly stood up and looked at yourself in the mirror and smile. You did it. After a few moments, you changed and went outside. You walked in a common room, that you were seeing that much on television. You saw your bsf dr there. You walked and sat next to her, and your head turned to Jon.

Jon.

He was with Robb and Theon, afar. You smiled to yourself. You were so in love with him. He was your s/o, the one you shifted for. He hated you, you "hated" him. Little did he know you wrote the best enemies to lovers senario woth him in your script.