Posted Sat Oct 3, 2015 | 153 Words | Tagged story chav

He woke up one morning to find his wardrobe empty, apart from a suspicious brown paper bag in the bottom. Some stupid prankster had obviously managed to get into his room while he was fast asleep. Inside the brown paper bag was just a grey tank top and some grey shorts. They didn’t even look like he’d fit in them, but he couldn’t go round with nothing on.

Being a bright and sunny Saturday and with no tasks to do, he just lied out in the sun. When he awoke the clothes were fitting better and he pulled off the tank due to being too hot. As he did so he noticed a tattoo on his arm he didn’t recognise. In fact he didn’t recognise the body at all.

He fell back and relaxed for a bit more while his old personality turned into nice mush and the cocky carefree one took charge.