♋ (as harley)
He’d look right at his brand new reflection, fingertips messing light blond strands. He wasn’t impressed that he was, yet, in another body; hell, such event has happened a lot with him ever since he got to the mansion. Confused was definitely one word to describe his own thoughts at first, wondering how it had happened all over again. “Fuck,” He’d begin, even the sound of his voice being completely different from his normal once; obviously. “Now I know exactly how I’d look as a girl, man,” Oh, he knew. It was almost scary how this person - whoever she was, since he did not know her in the first place - looked physically like him. Except, however, she had a much more rocker style than him ----- who would worship the grunge. And yet, he could always choose new clothes.