Dropped

Just as Greg walked up to the door of his own house, he dropped his purse on the ground, and the contents spilled all over. But as he put them back in, he was shocked as to what was missing: the medallion! He was sure he had put it in here; it had to be in here! If it wasn’t in here, then he wouldn’t be able to swap bodies back with Esther! He’d be stuck as her forever. He panicked as he began to dig through the contents. Sure, he had an interest in trying out being a woman for a bit, but the past twelve hours had been awful. Running around in heels was awful, the purse was annoying, and wearing a skirt around wasn’t fun either. And now he was going to stuck like this? He wanted to scream.