A piercing scream woke Connor from his sleep. Feeling groggy, he pushed Sandra's hair from in-front of his eyes. Wait, Sandra was across the room, looking terrified at him. So how was her hair in his eyes? Feeling a pang of terror, he looked down to see the beautiful body of Sandra stretched out below him.
"Wh-what are you?" Sandra asks, shaking "Some kind of alien shapeshifter? Are you going to eat me and take my place? *gasp* Have you already eaten Liam? Please let me go. I don't want to be eaten!"
Despite the fear in her eyes, Connor laughed.
"Don't worry. I'm not going to eat you," he said "And I'm not an alien. I'm not even sure how I got like this."
She looked at him warily for a moment. "Liam? Is that you?"
"Yes," Connor lied "Yes, it's me. And I have no idea what happened."
She seemed to relax from her position, sitting down on the bed. A moment later, the wariness changed to suspicion.
"Wait. The way you're talking. It's not like Liam does. And I got a text this morning asking me if I wanted to go on a date with Liam. Why would you text me about that if you were right here?"