To Alex's house

You're going back home. You don't want to get another chance to get yourself exposed.

During the trip, you can't help but keep noticing how fine and smooth your hands are, reminding you again that this was real, that you were actually Alex.

It was 10 P.M. when you finally arrived home. Remembering that you lived alone, you sighed with relief while unlocking the door and stepping in. You didn't have to fear that anyone was gonna blow your cover anymore. Alex's house was fairly simple, contrary to what you expected before you became Alex-a fancy house with beer cans make-up, and condoms laying around everywhere.

Your home consisted of two bedrooms, two bathrooms, a kitchen, a living room and a backyard.

Now, what to do?