Someone was shaking my body and calling my name. I recognized this voice. It was Julia, one of my officemates and Sophie's best friend.

"Wow, did I sleep through the night?" I tried to wake up with a quiet grunt. My vision was hazy, and my head felt heavy. As I forced myself to sit down, a feeling of vertigo hit me.

I noticed a man next to me resting his head on the table with a cup of coffee in front of him. I didn't remember any of my male colleagues staying up with me in the office last night. "Who is this guy?" I wondered to myself. His figure looked somewhat familiar.

"Are you okay, Sophie? Did you and Grayson spend the whole night in the office again?" Julia asked. I felt a bit weirded out by Julia's question. She usually didn't talk to me much. Why was she being so friendly this morning? And why did she keep calling me Sophie?

"What the heck are you talking about, Julia?" I asked while still experiencing headaches and blurry vision. 

"Hmm? Why do I sound like a girl?" I cleared my throat and realized that my voice sounded different. It was higher-pitched and more feminine.

The man next to me suddenly raised his head. He was grunting as well, like he was in pain and then it dawned on me. "Huh?" I looked at the man, feeling confused. I slowly regained my sight and was shocked to see myself in front of me.

I looked down at myself in shock. My outfit now appears to be a white blouse tucked into a black pencil skirt with black matching heels. "How is this possible?" I thought to myself as I ran a hand over my face and through my hair. This couldn't be right. 

Julia looked at me with a curious look on her face. "What's wrong, Dear?" she asked concerned for her best friend. "Is everything ok?"

I stood up and quickly grabbed the man's arm (who I assume should be Sophie who is now in my body) and dragged him away from the pantry. The man seem not to understand what was going on and still looked confused. 

Julia looked at me with a raised eyebrow as we were leaving the scene . "Where are you both going ?" she asked curiously. I ignore her completely.

My strength was not what it used to be. I hasten down the hallway while holding tight to the man's arm as he looks around with a confused look on his face. He keeps mumbling under his breath. “What’s happening? What happened? Who’s…”

I ignored him and kept pulling him down the corridor. The tight skirt and high heels aren't helping my situation at all. Walking becomes awkward and challenging. But I am doing my best not to think about that right now.