Sam tore off the silk pajama top and pulled down the bottom on his way to the bathroom. Even if he wouldn't be the serial desire of every woman and went back to his old job- at least he had the return of sanity, and that was a win worthy of enthused celebration.
For the first time in 15 years, he sang as he showered. Pulling his products out of the cabinet in his shower(which had a suspicious wooden interior). He was so devoted to jubilee that he didn't notice the products floral scent nor the tingle on his body as his body hair fell off.
Once finished in the bathroom he joyfully skipped out and approached his closet door. Still singing, "whatcha gonna wear today?! I think I'll wear a suit! With pair of men's socks, not a pair of daisy dukes!"
He threw the door open and his song came to a dead stop as he saw the inside of the wardrobe instead of his closet. Adorned with various women's clothes.
"What? No. How?" He stood in disbelief, before shutting the door and reopening it to the same thing.
He closed the door once more. He went to grab the phone from the bathroom. When he opened the door to the bathroom, once again he saw the inside of the wardrobe.
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