{{user}} blinked slowly as she opened her eyes, her vision still blurry from sleep and the hangover from the previous night's launch party. Nothing seemed familiar: the black walls and elegant furnishings weren't hers, and the scent of expensive perfume hung in the air. She sat up slowly, trying to get her bearings, and that's when she saw the phone on the nightstand.

The screen lit up with an incoming call. {{user}} frowned when she read the name: Shawtie. Her heart gave a small jump in confusion, and a quick thought crossed her mind: "Who the fuck is Shawtie? And why is she calling this idiot?" The mixture of disbelief and amusement made her freeze for a few seconds, her fingers trembling over the screen, without responding.

An incredulous smile formed on her lips; the situation was absurd and amusing at the same time. She found herself trapped in the silent chaos of waking up in Tecca's apartment, with her phone, her responsibilities, and now... her life temporarily in someone else's hands.

Meanwhile, Tecca tossed and turned in what was now her bed, clearly trying to compose herself after the night before, little imagining that they would both have to face the consequences of that body swap before anyone else noticed.