Jon waited as the phone rang, and finally someone answered.
"Hu-hello?" a raspy, tired sounding voice answered
"Karyn!?" Jon gasped "Karyn, is that you?"
"Uh...? Yeah?" she said still clearly barely awake "Wh-who is this?"
"Karyn! It's me! Jon!" he cried deperately into the phone, hoping that in this new world he had created that his best friend remembered him.
"J-Jon?" she asked confused "Why are you calling me? do you know what time it is?" Jon's body flooded with emotions, she knew who he was!
"Karyn! I've used the rock!" he tried to explain.
"That's great Jon... but it's 2 in the morning." she mumbled.
"Karyn! I'm in Hollywood. I think I've fucked up!" he said.
"Jon, can't we talk about this tomorrow?" she asked.
"Gah!" he cried in frustration. "How about I just wish you here, and explain things to you in person?" he asked.
"Ugh, Jon. I don't think that's a good idea. These wishes are unpredictable." she said groggily.
"No, Karyn, they're not, we've got exactaly what we've wished for."
"But there are always unforseen consequesces..." she tried to reason with him as he looked down at the breasts encased in a black bra on his chest as a red strand of hair fell into his view.
"You don't need to remind me of that, but this is a big deal, I need your help!"
"Ugh, fine, just give me 5 minutes to get dressed, I don't want to wind up whereever you are in only my pajamas." she said as he could hear her put her phone down. He listened, for a few minutes, to the rustling of her getting dressed before she picked up the phone and said "Okay, I'm ready."
Jon gripped the stone in his manicured hand and said "I wish that Karyn was here in my trailer with me right now." He felt his eyes close and heard a faint pop and then a gasp from behind him. He slowly turned around to see his best friend staring at him, mouth agape, and then realized he was still in his underwear.
