Holy Moly I’m Finn Wolfhard
I woke up, just like I would any other day.
I opened my eyes and saw that I was in a different room.
Shoot. What did I do last night?
Well, I did my homework, ate dinner, read some of my book and went to bed. Okay, I didn’t get drunk or anything like what happens in films where they wake up in someone else’s bed.
Right. Now where am I?
Who knows? Who the hell knows?
I shuffled over to a mirror on the wall.
I pulled back my usually straight hair, now it was curly.
I looked at my reflection.
It wasn’t me.
It was my celebrity crush.
“Holy moly I’m Finn Wolfhard!”