As you choose both, your room readjusts to a more approprite room for a 12 year old boy.
Your bed and desk is same, but the sheet on your bed is now bright orange, instead of the old navy one. There is a skater at the corner.
Your books are for a 7th grader, instead of 12th.
You grab black boxers, short jeans and an orange t-shirt. You see a pair of size 8 DCs, put them on too.
Then you choose 50% for mental scale because you want to feel like a twelve year old, but don't want to lose all of your maturity.
Right after that you feel a slight wave in your brain.
You fill with a great energy, you feel like you really need to skate. But you need breakfast, since you haven't had yet.
You run to kitchen and open the fridge, you grab milk and get some cereals from the cabinet, which is hard since you're much shorter. You eat it quickly, grab your skate and head to skate park. You know where exactly it is.
At skate park, a kid who looked 12 calls you. You definitely don't know him, but a moment later, you "remember" that he is Evan, one of your friends from skate park. You, Evan and a few more boys about the same age as you are, skate, play games and do other stuff for hours.
At 5 pm, you go back to your houses.
Arriving to your home, expected to be exhausted for skating this much, but you're just slightly tired.
You order pizza since you can't cook in this body.
You eat your food with more appetite than ever, but you aren't able to finish it all since you are smaller.