Rentyre
Life has slowly returned to its steady pace. You've lost all contact with your father again, but honestly, you don't really care. Your mother's taking the shock fairly well, and you try to see her as much as you can on your time off.
And you? Well, for one thing, you haven't set foot inside a Rentyre again. The only momento you have of the entire experience is the driver's lincense that has your name next to a picture of Reggie's body.
You've even got a job now, over on the east coast. As a butler. It turns out Reggie wasn't kidding. He informed you that if you didn't comply with the contract, he'd testify for your father that he's the real owner of your body. It's blackmail, but there's really nothing you can do about it. Still, he is paying you, and he was nice enough to let you finish high school first.
I mean, sure, you've been forced into twenty years of servitude. But it was worth it to get your own body back, right?
Right?
And you? Well, for one thing, you haven't set foot inside a Rentyre again. The only momento you have of the entire experience is the driver's lincense that has your name next to a picture of Reggie's body.
You've even got a job now, over on the east coast. As a butler. It turns out Reggie wasn't kidding. He informed you that if you didn't comply with the contract, he'd testify for your father that he's the real owner of your body. It's blackmail, but there's really nothing you can do about it. Still, he is paying you, and he was nice enough to let you finish high school first.
I mean, sure, you've been forced into twenty years of servitude. But it was worth it to get your own body back, right?
Right?
