You were stuck as a head in a glass case. Just like every other head in the hovel. They were asleep the entire time and you guessed that they were just like you. You were not sure what else to do besides joining them until...
"Psst! Hey!" whispered a head.
You look for the source of the sound and spotted a head of a girl. Said girl had tan skin and pink hair tied in a spiky ponytail. You were able to turn your head enough to get a good look at her while the same applied to her. The head winked at you and said.
"He got you too huh?" the head asked.
"Yeah," you said.
"Happens to the best of us," she said. "The name's Marcy! That bastard stole my body when he was a sexy girl. I was going to buy her but I just had to try her on and then here I am."
"That's awful," you said. "That asshole can change his looks."
"Yeah! To the point where I don't even know if he is a she or vice versa. That face he has, the head is down the third aisle to the left," Marcy said.
"So um... besides just sitting here, we just sleep?" you asked.
"Pretty much. The salesman don't like us talking since we all be doing it and it gets loud. She be like 'Disembodied heads shouldn't be able to make any noise'" Marcy said. "We get to talk when spoken to or during off hours if we 'behave' as she says."
"That's interesting but wouldn't we get in trouble if we chatted right now?" you asked.
"Nah. She's not here so it's fine. If we get in trouble, the worse she can do is silence me with a spell or make my case smaller until I learn," Marcy said. "As I said, the no talking rule was made since this room will get loud."
"I see," you said.
"Just the two of us should be fine," she said. "I always talk and annoy the heads here when I'm that bored."
"You really are a crazy head," you said.
"I guess so," Marcy said.
And so...