It had been a typical day for Lindy and Logan—until they got into a huge argument over something trivial, like who would get the last slice of pizza.
"I swear, Logan! You always do this! You're such a jerk!" Lindy fumed, throwing her hands up in frustration.
Logan crossed his arms, rolling his eyes. "Oh, please, Lindy! It's just pizza! You're acting like it's the end of the world."
"You always think everything is about you!" Lindy shot back, stomping her foot. "You never listen to me!"
The two of them continued to bicker, their voices rising as their argument spiraled. Neither of them was backing down, both too stubborn to give in.
Suddenly, in the heat of the moment, Lindy waved her hands dramatically—and that's when it happened. There was a flash of light, and the world around them seemed to shift for a brief second.
Lindy blinked and looked around, confused. "Wait, what just happened?"
Logan stared back, now standing in front of her, but something was very wrong. He wasn't looking at Lindy anymore. He was… looking at himself?
Lindy gasped. "Logan! I'm you!"
Logan's voice, now sounding like Lindy's, echoed back at her. "And I'm you! What did you do?!"
"I didn't do anything!" Lindy shouted. "I didn't even know that could happen!"
They both froze, realizing they were no longer just arguing—they had switched bodies.