Cassitney sat around thinking of how to avoid the warping memory still in play. She still mostly only remembered herself and the other's existences were peppered on, but it could become distracting. Suddenly another sight went into her, and she knew it was someone going into the same store near her. Strangely, she knew all the others were away, who could this one be?
It was when she saw his (Her?) face, she knew she had one more card stacked against Whitney. It wasn't another Whitney, but another near-Cassie.
She thanked the weirds gods of weird odds for this turn of luck, and her actions just this morning.
"Brother! You've no idea how glad I am to see you."
"Woah Cassie, is that you? Why'd you get all weird and stuff.
Cassitney had an idea, but it was a longshot. "Long story, but hey bro! I need you do something with me. Just play a little game alright."
He agreed and she sat him down.
"I need you to tell me some things. Don't answer with a proper response, or even yes or no. Whenever you agree with me, (Which wouldn't be very hard since you've been made part me), just say "Totally Cassie" right in front of my face."
Cassitney had betted on one stray chance to help renew her sanity. Social taboo. She knew all Whitney's were inherently narcissistic and in love with themselves, they wouldn't hesitate to kiss and makeout with one another on a moments notice. But kissing her own brother? She had to see if the sheer disgust from that idea was enough to throw the transformation for a loop. There's no way their original selves wouldn't scream out in resistance if that was the case.
"Alright, just answer honestly bro." The game was about to begin.
