Faced with the question, Jack thought back to his roommate, and his situation, his rejection of him out of fear, a fear that was entirely hypocritical now. Feeling guilt in the pit of his stomach- stomachs? He realised that especially right now he could not face his roommate.
"I uh think we should go to yours, you got any flatmates or anything I should know about?" Jack piped up
"nah I live alone, studio flat... ironic I bumped into you I've been alone the whole time otherwise..." Aiden's voice came from the side.
Their legs started moving, Jack feeling disconcerted by their legs walking without his input. As they walked, he moved their heads about, looking to see the other fused victims from the aftershock, as they crossed the quad, it was clear that a group of frat bros on the other side must have been in an uber back from the club together, and had now been forced into a body of four heads facing outwards, their arms and legs all shared with those adjacent. the fourth seemed to be an unwitting driver being brought back to the frathouse by means of being outnumbered. Across from them, a couple moved on their arms, their torsos having been fused end-to-end, the quad was otherwise relatively calm, the night-time clubbing not over for most, and the rest sleeping were yet to wake and learn of their bodily alterations.
Aiden brought them into the building, having grabbed the remains of their fused pants before and gladly found not only did they fit but they still had his keys. They walked past the building receptionist, who was in the process of arguing with a second head fused to the back of their own like the roman god Janus, presumably a security guard unlucky enough to have come in for a coffee break going by the conversation, arguing over whether they could both do their jobs from the desk or not.
As they got into the lift, Aiden turned them to stare in the mirror, smiling "wow we're hot" he posed their four muscular arms, and Jack was forced to agree, taking in the dark man with a neatly trimmed goatee, whos face was fused to his own. Their body was massive, tall and toned, doubled nipples punctuated enormous pecs, and those shoulders? maybe it was the two arms coming off each but they were bigger than anything he could have worked on himself. The two colours of hair on their body, a black and a blonde together dusting their chest and happy trail was just the finishing touch. They stood in near silence taking glances, both nervous of making the first move.
As they finally reached the studio flat, they could both feel the tent being pitched in their pants as aiden fumbles with the keys in two of their hands. "Fuck we're hard we might need to do something about that..."