[ hold me down; ]

“Ow! What the fuck?”

“Oh my-- Kyle, are you alright?”

“Shit, it’s cold. I’m never doing that again.”

“Looks like I’ll have to do it alone.”

“I think most would agree that they’d rather stay themselves.”

“Exactly. Hopefully next year won’t be as freaky.”

“Yes, that’s pretty much what statistics say.”

“You sound ridiculous.”

“People.Life. Women.” He shrugged, giving her a short answer. He had been distracted by a lot of things lately.

“Women? Don’t you just mean one?”

“Of course, some people didn’t just get a straight swap. I didn’t see your body, so I’m unsure who it was, unfortunately.”

“That’s okay-- I’m just glad it’s over. I never want to relive that.”

“Small chances we’re going to get that old but yes, that’s pretty much how it works.”

“You think we’re going to die before we’re thirty?”

“We have a deal then.”

“Do we actually agree on something for once?”

“My sister would have my head if I said so. I saw you in action, that’s the reason itself.”

"You’ve seen me fight? Sure you have,” she rolled her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Still older though. You can’t kiss boys until you’re at least thirty.”

"And when I’m thirty, you’ll tell me I can’t kiss boys until I’m sixty.”

“Ah, of course. That had slipped my mind. Who were you swapped with?”

“To tell you the truth-- I’m not sure. I was in Anthony Blackwell’s body but I don’t think he was in mine,” she scratched her head curiously.

“Like I said - too young!”

“You’re not that much older than me, Gussy.”