Home.

Eventually you arrive home to your tiny apartment a few stories up. You undress, and put on a pair of pajama bottoms and a button-up top, all baby blue with a pattern of flowers. It's something you did actually own before, though it was certainly of a different size. It fits your new body perfectly despite its difference.

Outside your window, you see another apartment just across the alley, making them to be rather close. You've seen people walking around through their own window before, but it seemed to just be home to a family with a young boy. They never seemed to care much to look back, so it wasn't some kind of peeping tom scenario. Though, with how close the buildings are, you're still happy it can only look into your living room.

Meanwhile, your stomach rumbles. It's time for an early dinner, you think.

Just then, you spot something out of the corner of your eye. The young teen boy you know lives next door is peering through towards you. Not only that, but a couple of his friends as well. They haven't noticed you noticing them, so it might be best to just continue on with your day.