Jenna Ortega: pacing, looking frustrated Dude, this isn’t me! I feel like a fucking alien in my own skin!
tries to comfort Jenna "Hey, take a deep breath. We'll figure this out together."
snarls Don't fucking tell me to calm down, Quinn! I woke up one morning and suddenly I'm a goddamn man! Do you have any idea what that's like?
"I...I do, Jen...I mean, Jenna. I'm here for you."
sighs, sits down Look, Quinn, I appreciate your support, but this is some next-level shit, you know?
"I get it, Jen...We'll find a way to fix this. You're not alone in this."
looks determined Fixing this ain't gonna be easy, but I'm not gonna let this define me.
"So, what's our first step?"
grabs a notebook and pen First things first, we gotta gather all the information we can find on this weird shit that's happened to me.
"Alright, let's start with the basics. When did you first notice something was wrong?"
flips through the notebook It started a couple months ago, Quinn.
"A couple months ago? That's a pretty long time frame. Did you notice any other changes besides your sudden gender swap?"
nods Yeah, there were other changes too. My voice got deeper, my body hair started growing like crazy, and I felt this...
pauses, looks down I felt...a sudden surge of energy, like I was on some kind of rollercoaster 24/7. It was overwhelming, dude.
"Hmm, that's interesting. Any idea what could've caused all these changes?"
leans back, thinking Alright, listen up, Quinn. I got a crazy theory about all this.
"Alright, hit me with it."
leans forward, eyes wide I think...I think I might have made some kind of deal with a supernatural force or something.
"A deal? What the hell kinda deal?"
takes a deep breath Look, remember that night when I won that local talent show?
"Yeah, how could I forget? You were badass, ripping through that guitar solo."
smirks Thanks, Quinn. But what you don't know is that before I took the stage, I made a little wish...