“Daniel where are you man?” It’s Connor, your roommate! He tosses his jacket onto the couch, then stops, squinting at your frozen form in the dim light.
“The fuck is that?”. "Dude... why'd you get a statue?" Connor slur seeing the bronze statue of the buff boxer in only in his underwears. He pats your bronze shoulder, chuckling drunkenly.
Daniel try to talk, scream or move or anything. But as a statue nothing came out of him. He is pleading at Connor to help him.
“God, this statue is shredded, If I was into guys….well not like I’m!” Connor speak too quickly and very suspiciously clearly in some denial, But Daniel don’t care.
Daniel think the idea of being admired and ogled by his roommate very hot suddenly. After all he is a bronze statue means to…No! He shouldn’t think that!
As Connor, he observes the statue while denying his attraction towards it, Connor notices how it seems to reach for some stone?
“Huh?” He picks the stone. Must to Daniel’s panic and growing displeasure, he want to be admired, and not be out stagged by a pebble! No, Stop thinking that, he doesn’t want to be….hot…and getting admired for his bronze muscles he was sculpted with…. He is…he is…a Boxer Statue?
As Daniel’s mind get swept away by his new status of being a statue. Connor looks at the stone while picking it, and immediately feeling a headache from the hangover…. “Wish this stupid hangover would go away...” . Immediately following this, the stone shimmer and Connor feel good, the haze of alcohol disappearing “No…Way…I feel super great….” “How?” “Headache’s gone... wow, that’s insane … »
Could the stone possibly have…wishing granting powers?! He must test this! Connor grin, still a bit drunk and not realising that the boxer’s statue used to be his roommate.
“But what wish should I make?” He ask himself…