Probably should.

Opening the door just enough to peek out, you see a 40 something blonde woman in a pink running suit and gray hoodie. She is smiling. “Is everything okay?” She asks.

“Huh?”

“This is the first time I’ve ever gotten up and not seen you out running, when I made it all the way here and you still were nowhere to be seen, I couldn’t help myself, I had to check on you.”

Her name pops in your head, Sarah. “I’m fine Sarah, it was just a really weird night last night.”

“Oh, okay, want me to wait so we can run together?”

“Sure, I’ll just be a minute.” She smiles sweetly as you close the door. She is old enough to be your new bodies mom, but it would appear that you are friends, maybe, or maybe she is the nosy neighbor that you are always trying to avoid. You quickly find an outfit, sports bra and simple bikini panties, black leggings, and a pink hoodie. You tuck your keys in the pocket of your hoodie, slip on socks and running shoes, and head out. She is still smiling as you join her outside, it is rather cool, but not extremely so, in the 50’s you guess. In front of your trailer is parked what must be your car, a cute and sexy greenish yellow mini cooper s convertible. “Huh, neat.” You say quietly as you walk down the metal steps of your tiny porch.

The two of you jog for maybe ten minutes before she starts asking you questions about your date with her nephew. As she talks you get flashes of memories of her extremely nerdy, but nice 18 year old nephew and getting taught how to play dungeons and dragons. It becomes apparent that the new you is a delivery driver at a pizza place, 20, a college dropout, “on a break” but with no plans to continue as a journalism major with a focus on photography, openly bisexual, with way more girlfriends than boyfriends, and it would seem openly chats about her love of giving oral sex. At least that’s what you get from Sarah’s point of view of the new you. You also learn your name is Kara Belo. Oh, and that you did not, in fact, suck her nephew’s cock last night, and that she was kinda hoping you would. It would also seem that she is concerned that he is gay, in the closet, and she just wants him happy, but likely prefers he wasn’t. You also have plans to play again Wednesday night at a local game store, which would make today Monday.

The two of you eventually part, and you spot a little coffee shop where you get another memory flash of the new you stammering a bit, obviously attracted to the long blonde haired barista.