“Ronaldo? Earth to Ronaldo?” Zarina was trying to get the man’s attention, “You’re going to have to stop staring at yourself in the mirror soon enough to face the world. People are expecting me to go out there.”
“But I’m not staring at myself,” He said flatly. “I’m staring at YOU. I’m moving, yet your body is the one making the movements. It’s so weird.”
“Yeah, I get it. I’ve used the Medallion of Zulu with tons of other people at tons of other times. You’re acting like a n00b. Well, I guess that’s because you are.”
“Has anyone else ever had to do a fashion runway as you?”
“I usually time it better. I didn’t mean for us to swap. I was just out, and we both touched it...”
“And we became each other...But I’m not sure I can be you out there on the runway. You’re always walk with such poise and perfection.”
“It’s a benefit of the medallion. You’ll find my body knows what to do. But you seriously need to get out there.”
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