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Eventually, Enzo was going to notice the fact he'd changed genders overnight - it was hardly subtle enough for him to not notice. Bella's reaction and Anders' comments finally made him glance down at himself, his eyes wide at the sight he saw. He had had sex with plenty of women and, sure, he would often pick women who Anders deemed 'whorish', but that didn't mean he wanted to actually look like one.
Even if his first reaction was typically laddish - he smirked once sneaking a peek down his own shirt, like a big kid. The seriousness of the situation hadn't sunk in until Anders really didn't have a clue who he was. Then he let a nervous frown appear.
"I... I do not fucking bring whores into the house, Pa, that's fucking rude," he grunted beneath his breath, folding his arms over his chest. "I dunno what happened, 'kay? Is this a birthday joke? Like, did you hire someone to do some magic on me? Haha, funny, really hilarious. Can I be a guy again? Not that it ain't nice to, y'know, look down my own top and all, but I ain't a chick. It's not fun anymore."
Even if his first reaction was typically laddish - he smirked once sneaking a peek down his own shirt, like a big kid. The seriousness of the situation hadn't sunk in until Anders really didn't have a clue who he was. Then he let a nervous frown appear.
"I... I do not fucking bring whores into the house, Pa, that's fucking rude," he grunted beneath his breath, folding his arms over his chest. "I dunno what happened, 'kay? Is this a birthday joke? Like, did you hire someone to do some magic on me? Haha, funny, really hilarious. Can I be a guy again? Not that it ain't nice to, y'know, look down my own top and all, but I ain't a chick. It's not fun anymore."