Jon slammed the door louder than he actually meant to when he got home. Fortunately for him, he was the first home so he didn’t have to endure a lecture from his mother about slamming doors.
Jon dashed upstairs, throwing his bag on the floor as he entered his room, and rushed over to where he had hidden the stone. He breathed a sigh of relief as he noted that it was still in its box reassuring him that no one had found it yet. Thinking carefully, he took the stone out of its box and tried to focus on what he wanted to wish for.
“I wish that I would stop swapping things with Tiffany Sanders.” Surprisingly, the stone glowed and Jon was forced to close his eyes as the now familiar sensation returned. Once he opened them, Jon inspected himself.
To his dismay, he was still wearing the thong from this morning and after a quick check of his drawers, he confirmed that it was still full of bras and panties.
I suppose that the wish kind of contradicts with the fact that I have already swapped some things with Tiffany. Jon thought to himself. He was half right.
Due to Jon’s wording of the wish, it would contradict with his previous wish of something interesting to happen and so the stone tried to work around the contradiction.
If Jon looked at his licence, he would notice that it now said Jonni Gibson. By the stones’ logic, he was now no longer swapping with a Tiffany Sanders but rather a Tiff Sanders.
