By the end of the day, both Lindy and Logan were exhausted and frustrated. "Okay," Lindy said, collapsing onto the couch at home. "This needs to end now."
Logan sighed, sitting down beside her. "I swear, I've learned more about your life in one day than I ever wanted to know. This is ridiculous."
Lindy looked over at Logan. "Do you think we'll ever get back to normal?"
Suddenly, Logan's phone buzzed. It was a text from Delia, asking him to meet her after school. Logan stared at it, then turned to Lindy. "Hey, maybe we just need to stop fighting. You know, like *really* stop. Like, for real."
Lindy raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
Logan thought for a moment, then said, "What if we just give up all the arguing and focus on being *good* at being each other? We stop making this a battle."
Lindy thought about it for a moment. "Okay, fine. I'll try to be you for the rest of the day if you try to be me. Let's just work together on this."
They both stared at each other for a long moment, then exchanged a reluctant smile.
And, as if by some cosmic magic, their bodies suddenly flickered—and just like that, they were back in their own bodies.
Lindy and Logan breathed a collective sigh of relief.
"Well," Lindy said, "I guess that was... a lesson learned."
Logan nodded. "Yeah, it was. But I still don't know how you handle all the drama, and I don't think I ever want to."
Lindy laughed. "And I don't think I'll be eating pizza with you anytime soon."
The two high-fived, finally putting the argument behind them.
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The End.*