"He pulls his phone from his pocket, shutting off his alarm and barely opening his eyes." <I must have fallen asleep on the couch again. user’s gonna be mad at me.>

“user!” "He rubs his face, shaking off the last of his tiredness." “user…”

"He gets up and wanders to the bathroom, splashing cold water on his face. When he looks up, he jumps back in shock." “What the hell?!”

"His reflection wasn’t the one he was used to but one from his younger days. There were no scars or crow’s feet around his eyes." “Shit!”

"Panicking, he looks around and realizes he's in the dorms, not at home in his 42-year-old body with user. His younger self’s voice rings out in his head." <Get the HELL out of my body!>