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- Hey. How are things going with the portal and your invention? How long can I hang around here and pretend that I like everything?

- Sorry Claire, it seems to me that I will never be able to remember the circuit diagram of this... device

- Fuck it! Are you fucking kidding me? You said you would get us out of here. I'm not going to stay here for the rest of my life as a stupid cheerleader! And don't call me Claire! I'm Claire, not Claire, you understand me!?... damn, I keep forgetting that. Just don't call me by name and find a way to launch your damn portal thing.

- I tried. I can't do it and I don't think I can do it. Apparently in this reality my alter ego is much more stupid. And this is not surprising, considering that I am a football league star here, and not a nerd

- This is my spot! You had to become a dumb chick, and I had to be a jock. Damn it... why did you talk about how strong you are...

Claire, or rather Martin, ended the conversation and even wanted to turn off the phone, having difficulty controlling her feminine emotions, which she had not yet gotten used to this week. Of course, she had noticed before that everything inside her began to turn over, and “butterflies” appeared in her stomach when she just saw a handsome man. And Frank in this reality was indeed very handsome and strong, considering his place here as the captain of the football team.

And, unfortunately or fortunately, for both of them, the device that Frank invented and which he decided to use together with his friend Martin stopped working as soon as it transferred them to this reality. It shouldn't have ended like this. Friends just wanted to be in a reality where they were the best versions of themselves. And we ended up here.

Now Frank was a football star with a low IQ, and Martin was stuck as a sports cheerleader