When Jon woke up the next morning, he immediately grabbed the stone. But before he wished anything, he noticed that it looked a little darker for some reason. He looked closer and saw that what he thought was a darker hue was actually a number of scuff marks, as if the stone had been beaten up and used for years. But, of course, that couldn't be. He had just gotten it less than a week ago and even then it looked almost unused.
He had a thought that maybe it wasn't even his stone, but there was a simple way of knowing for sure.
He was about to wish to know whether or not this stone was his wishing stone or not, but instead what came out of his mouth was "I wish both Karyn and I were nineteen year old girls and college roommates." Jon's eyes went wide, as the stone glowed. "Wait! Why did I ..."
