Meanwhile, Jon was swiping open his phone to see what Steve Farber wanted to say.
Steve: Hey babe, what are you wearing?
Jon gagged, for multiple reasons. First, did Steve think they were a couple? Is this what that text was doing to him? But more importantly, how could he explain what he had on to Steve? It was incredibly plain stuff after all, and Steve expected better of him.
Maybe it was time to show some leg after all. Jon slid his pants off and looked down at how hairy his legs were. He definitely couldn't show them to Steve like this. So, he started shaving. Jon went to the bathroom, lathered his legs in scented shaving cream, and began meticulously removing all the hair from his legs.
About halfway through, his phone got another notification. It was another text from Steve.
Steve: C'mon babe, what's taking so long? You making sure you look pretty for me?
Ugh, Jon thought. He could if he had a few moments to get ready, jeez. He hurriedly shaved his other leg, and before long, he had two impeccable smooth legs. Putting on his Louboutins and sitting on the edge of his bed, Jon, angled his phone just right to get all of his legs and nothing else in the pic, then sent it to Steve.
As soon as he hit the send button, he came to his senses. Did he seriously just shave his legs in order to avoid putting on sexy clothes? How did that make any sense? What was happening to his mind?!
Jon's phone buzzed again.
Steve: Goddamn, Jonatha, you're so fucking sexy. I can't wait until your party this weekend. You're gonna have the mansion to yourself, right?
Jonatha, as he now thought of himself as (after all, that's what Steve wanted to call him), responded, though something felt off about the words he typed.
Jonatha: Of course! My parents are out of town for a month, so it's just me here. :)
He hit send, but thought on it. Something was definitely wrong with that message. The smiley? No, that made sense. Steve would want his girls to be flirty like that.
Then, it hit him. He wasn't really alone at his house. Zoe and Mikey, his siblings, were here too!
But then again, they were just the help, so it's not like they really counted. They'd probably even be able to help set up for the party. And they'd clean it up, of course. Jonatha's phone buzzed one more time.
Steve: Great. C U tomorrow, babe.
Jonatha sighed, though he wasn't sure if it was a sigh of relief or something else. He threw his new phone down on his bed, which had apparently been replaced with a plush queen size one while he wasn't looking. He had to figure out how to get this texter to stop changing him before it was too late!
But first, he really needed something to eat. He could go into the kitchen and cook something, but that sounded like too much work. Instead, he chose to get Mikette and Zoeina to make him something.
