Oliver was a normal guy. He was in school, last year actually. A little short for a guy, but nothing unusual. He had brown hair, glasses, and was very slim. Oliver loved getting out and doing lots of sports. He wasn't any good at any sports, but he liked to be active with his friends. He played video games sometimes, but not too often.
He had a simple life. Everything was normal and there was never anything exciting. As he sat at home one night watching Netflix- a usual night for him- he thought to himself,
"I wish that something exciting would happen to me..." but little did he know, things were going to be changing very soon.
He went to sleep that night and tossed and turned. There were nightmares and he woke up feeling hungover.
"How much did I drink last night? Wait, I didn't drink at all..." He thought aloud to himself. He walked downstairs and made breakfast. Checked his phone. No texts, like normal. "I might as well go for a jog today," he said. He changed into some short running shorts and took off his shirt. The big question that will change is life is...