You put the ring on, trying to think of someone you'd like to swap with. It's only a moment before you hear a loud snore through your bedroom wall. Right, how could you forget? The sleeping young man would be as good for a test as anyone.
The loud snores are, in fact, reverberating from your younger cousin. Walker is visiting you thanks to a 4-day weekend at his college. If you can really call it a visit, anyways. Mostly, he's gone out all night with his friends, then stumbled in noisily reeking of beer. Last night he came in at 4:30 AM, waking you up for the 3rd night in a row. He has taken to rising late, 'catching up with you' at dinner (lecturing you about his wild life or your lameness while you cook), and then staring at his phone until it's time to go out again.
He is a freshman at his school despite being 19 -- this is because he took a year to 'find himself'. In Walker-speak, that meant day drinking, online shopping with his parents' money, and trying to hit on girls at the beach or a club. His one saving grace is that he is an excellent athlete, though. Even with his sub-par grades and idle gap year, he had enough track medals and athletic honors to get into any school he wanted. Luckily, the party school a couple hours outside of your city needed to bolster their track team, and Walker was willing to play for the short-handed basketball team, too. Undeclared major now that he IS there, of course.
Thanks to sports, your cousin has a lithe figure. A runner's build, you think. He dwarfs you when you stand side by side, nearly half a foot taller at 6'2". His legs are perfectly toned, built from years of races, long jumps, and marathons. And while Walker hated going to the gym, he made sure to have taut abs for all his shirtless Snapchat stories and Instagrams. Your cousin is handsome and knows it -- his features are chiseled and pleasantly symmetrical. Even his eyes are so blue that it 'drives the bitches crazy' -- you take his word for it. Really, the only thing that makes you resemble each other is your hair color. But while your hair is a dull dirty blonde, his is a gold so even and shiny that it verges on blinding. Walker spends hundreds, sometimes thousands of dollars a month on his clothes. Despite his spending, though, he still looks like all of his friends and teammates. Nike open-toe sandals, Nike socks worn almost to the knee, Lacoste shorts, and Rayban shades. Day brings polos and muscle shirts, night brings Supreme sweaters and baseball jackets.
Sometimes you wish you had it as easy as Walker. At 23, you've already found yourself stuck with a mediocre job and lackluster social life. Sometimes you wish you looked like him too - he's definitely the "perfect 10" to your "decent 6". You're pretty embarassed to find yourself considering this - Walker would make fun of you for the rest of your life if he found out you were dumb enough to believe your ring is magic. Still, though, you bought the thing. Might as well use it. You make up your mind and raise it to your mouth. If you're going to do this, you want to try swapping...