Jerry looked at the torn up shirt in his hand and let out a sigh. Another one, he thought. Every True Form Day it was the same thing. He would close his eyes for a second and then poof! He and Jerri were in the same body again, their shirts not surviving the powerful spell. Jerry looked around...
Jerri looked in his hand, frowning. A ripped shirt meant and a yellow hand. He was a monster again and attached to his brother. He looked over at the other head and quickly diverted his eyes. They weren't on the best of terms yet were they? Mr.Khan said that he should treat his brother the same as he treated him before, but it was difficult for him. Not because of Jerry preferring boys to girls just because his brother didn't trust him enough to tell him anything. He used to adore Lucien as a roommate, but still, he knew he wasn't the nicest guy around. For him to know about Jerry's sexual preference after knowing him for only a couple of months, and him not knowing after being attached to him since birth. It still hurt a bit. He still loved his brother though. Even if he felt uncomfortable with being attached, he'd try his best for his younger brother to feel as comfortable as possible. He searched for the blanket that he had previously had wrapped around him after Jerry had asked for a shirt and draped it over their two heads. " We can head to your closet brother?" Jerri offered a smile to his brother.
