(Originally written by: eatsleeprepeat)
You close your eyes expecting to be back in your body again, but when you open them you are still in the same scene, still in Miss Novanovich. You try it several times more, becoming more agitated as it continually fails and you open your eyes again to see the world through Miss Novanoich'es black rimmed glasses. Your white button up shirt barely concealing your black lacy bra straining to restrain your bust. You sit down, frustrated wondering what to do next.
