"Make it special for me? But it's my job to make it special for you!"
"No, it isn't, sis. I'm the older, even if only by 93 minutes."
At this, Jon's brain finally started catching up to what was going on. He looked down at himself, and saw a carbon copy of Karyn (a blond, big-titted copy, at that).
"Oh no," he finally said, and, grabbing a robe he saw, ran into the bathroom. (Fortunately, he'd been to Karyn's house often enough that he didn't have any trouble with that, even in his current mental state.)
When he got there, he thought about what had just happened, and about his situation, and started crying.
After a couple of minutes, and after hearing a couple of sets of footsteps moving around, he heard a knock at the door. "Janey," he heard Karyn ask.
That certainly didn't make him feel any better, despite Karyn's good intentions. In fact, he started crying harder, realizing that everyone would know him as Jane, now. Even his parents, if they knew him at all, would just think of him as Karyn's sister. Zoe might be a friend now, but wasn't a sister. And Mikey almost certainly wouldn't be aware that he even existed.
Hearing him crying more, Karyn called through the door, "Janey, what is it? I thought you'd had a good time. What are you so upset about?"
After a minute or so, she tried again, "Jane, what is it? Was it Scott? I sent him home. Can you come out so we can talk?"
Realizing Karyn was being hurt by this, Jon stumbled over to the door. When she opened it, though, she couldn't bring herself to do more than lean on Karyn, and cry on her shoulder. Through it, Karyn kept holding her, stroking her hair, and telling her it would be ok.
Finally, Jane got her voice under control, and said, "I'm sorry, Karyn, I don't know what's going on."
