Steve smiled as he came to, enjoying the comfortable feeling of satin sheets against his naked skin. Satin Sheets? Steve’s bed didn’t have satin sheets. He opened his eyes as he sat up and immediately regretted it.
Steve, along with his friend Tiffany, had gone to bed last night in his room. However, as he woke up this morning, he discovered that it looked like a girls’ room. In fact, as he looked around the room, it looked a lot like Tiffany’s room and he should know as he spent a lot of nights there.
“What the hell?” Steve said causing Tiffany, who was sleeping next to him, to stir. She groaned.
“What is it babe?” She asked sitting up.
“My room.” Steve started. “Someone’s been in here and replaced it with all of your stuff.” He told her. Tiffany was confused.
“My stuff?” She asked. She was still groggy from a good nights sleep and not to mention the previous night’s activities so it took her a while to focus.
When her eyes finally did adjust to the morning light they first settled on Steve and she gasped opening her eyes wide in shock.
“Steve!?” She asked. “What’s happened to you?”
“What do you mean?” Steve asked as he turned to face Tiffany. He had been so engrossed in the changes to his room that he hadn’t noticed the changes to himself.
“Oh my god!” Steve exclaimed as he saw Tiffany. Her normally shoulder-length brown hair cut so short that it almost looked like a guy’s style. In fact, Steve recognised it as his own haircut which then caused him to put his hands up to his own hair.
Steve began to freak out. Not only had his room been changed to look like his girlfriend’s but now his own hair had been changed to match as well.
“How did this happen?” Steve asked. Tiffany just shrugged her shoulders because she was just as clueless as he was.
“I’m going to try and call Biff.” Steve told her as he began searching for his cell phone. He found it, oddly, on Tiffany’s side of the bed. He sighed as he picked up his phone and tried to call Biff. He frowned, making a frustrated noise as he did so.
“What’s wrong babe?” Tiffany asked as she looked up after hearing the sound. She had been busy examining her own changes and had been shocked to find that she had that she even had Steve's tattoos all over her body.
“It’s my phone.” Steve explained swiping frustratedly across the screen. “It’s not unlocking for me.” Tiffany thought for a moment and reached for the phone.
“I have an idea, give it to me.” She said. Steve handed the phone over and watched as Tiffany managed to unlock the phone with ease.
“What? How?” He asked in surprise.
“I think that it’s because it’s no longer your phone.” Tiffany said grimly. She held up the phone to show Steve the list of contacts which listed all of Tiffany’s friends instead of Steve’s.
“Then that means…” Steve said trailing off as he turned to look at the iPhone with the flowery patterned case. Tiffany nodded. Steve sighed, as he reluctantly picked up the phone and tried his password. It worked. Steve opened up the contacts and found Biff’s number
