While one of my hands was on Santino's head, I placed my other hand on Bianca's head, and a flash came, swapping their heads. And neither of them were the wiser.
"...buy myself a new pair of boy shoes," Bianca continued. "I brought Santino with me, because he wanted to go meet up with his buddies here."
"Bianca, may I see my friends now?" Santino asked, straightening his skirt.
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