See that hot guy above? He’s my boyfriend’s dad. And my current host. He’s a homophobe who’s hated me for dating his son. When I was 18 and his son, Werner was 17 he caught us doing it, and pulled some strings and got me locked up for pedophilia. A jury member talked to me after the sentencing and gave me a strange vial, he told me to drink it in the prison bus, I stared at it then looked up to find him gone.
I managed to smuggle the vial and took a sip, I started to convulse then blacked out. A few seconds later I woke up to my boyfriend shaking me. “Dad?! Dad wake up!” He shouted concerned. I rubbed my face and noticed my muscular tan arm. “Werner? It’s me, Jacob!” I shouted excitedly. Werner gasped and kissed me, excitedly, he didn’t care I stole his dad’s life because I actually bought an engagement ring for him.
A week later I went to the prison and visited myself, confused? Don’t be. The vial switched me an Werner’s dad. I sat there as he screamed at me across the glass and told me the things he’ll do when he gets out. I just chuckled. “Werner and your boxing class are fine.” I said, then left.