Was this even possible? The elder Ja’far looked at his younger erm, female self with confusion.
“Ja’far is my name as well.” This just had to be a dream or something. There was no way this was a reality.
Tilting her head, Ja’far gave the man a suspicious look. Hat-man looked like he’d seen a ghost for some reason, and sure, sharing a name was weird, but it wasn’t that weird.
“Yeesh, what’s up with you?” She eventually asked. “I got stuff to do, so I can’t stick around all day. And I know that it’s rude to stare too.” That was another thing Rurumu had told her.












