a day as someone else

She awkwardly staggers out of the room, slowly closing the door behind her. You curse underneath your breath as he intently stares in fear or confusion at the door. You suddenly lose the urge to rock with him anymore, rolling off of him, beside him, staring up at the cieling.

(Wait...how the FUCK does this make any sense at all?? A boy has just turned randomly into a girl, and the first boy she/he meets he goes and touches? What kind of story is this??)