“... My friend Jessie. She’s a cloths designer, so she should be able to help us.” You look at Sarah, nodding. That would be a good idea. Get someone that knew what they were doing. Another question then sprang to mind though.
“Should we wish that she won’t freak out seeing us like this? I mean, it could be fun to watch, but maybe not the best thing for getting help. And should we just wish her here?” Sarah thought for a moment, finally answering.
“Yeah. Let’s wish that she won’t freak at the sight of us, but I want a little time to chat before she comes, if that’s alright?” You smile, looking at her.
“I mean, the ring doesn’t work unless you agree too, so it’s either we agree or it doesn’t happen.” And with that, you both wished that Jessie wouldn’t freak out at both hearing about and see what had happened to you two. After this, Sarah picked up a nearby phone, and quickly dialed her friend’s number.
“Hey, Sarah. What’s up?”
“Yeah, I’m in a bit of an interesting situation. You see, me and this guy are kind of... fused. I’m on the left, he’s on the right. Three legs, two arms. I was hoping you could give ya a hand cloths wise.” While Sarah has still somewhat expected Jessie to freak out, she didn’t seem to skip a beat as she answered.
“Oh? Sure thing. I’ll be there in half and hour. Maybe one hour. See you then.”
“Ok. See you.” Sarah then put down the phone, looking at you. “If weren’t for use being like conjoined twins right now I wouldn’t believe her reaction.” You chuckle, looking at the couch in her apartment.
“Mind if we sit while we wait.” Sarah began to move, waiting for you to follow suit.
“Sure.” Once your joined body was seated, Sarah looked back your way, have a questioning face. “So, I said I wanted to talk.”