Jon knew Tim made a mistake before he had a chance to open his eyes. The air was dry and scorching hot. Looking around, the couple could see that they were standing in the middle of a desert, presumably, at least an hour away from the next closest person.
"Damnit Tim!" Jon cried. The sudden increase in heat made Sarah's body uncomfortable in ways Jon didn't anticipate. "At least wish for some appropriate clothes. The heat is unbearable!"
Tim didn't argue and Jon quickly found himself wrapped in a set of form-fitting women's athletic wear. Even though he was both uncomfortable and annoyed, Jon couldn't help but be turned on by the sight of Tim's similarly snug clothes.
"Alright, now what?" Tim responded. Jon couldn't tell if Tim genuinely wanted an answer or if Tim was annoyed at Jon.
Jon awkwardly adjusted his new sports bra while Tim scanned the horizon for some sign of shelter. "You're the one with the stone. Anywhere would be better than here!"
"I think that might be an exaggeration, but I also want to get us out of this place." Tim plopped himself down on a pile of sand and stared pensively at the stone.
