John sent his friend a pic, standing in front of the mirror to take it. He sent it and he didn't have to wait very long for a response.

"HOLY ShiT!" His friend texted back.

"Now do you believe me?" John texted him. "Before you ask, I don't know whose body this is. I have no idea."

"Dude, You need to GET out of there!" His friend texted him.

"I will, once I get some of her clothes. It's not like she can wear them anymore."

He put his phone down, ignoring the next text from his friend, and started to gather some clothes up. As he did, he heard his phone start to ring and he picked it up.

"You're taking her stuff?" His friend said over the phone.

"She is welcome to mine. Besides, I need something, I..."

A sound was heard, loud enough for both of them to hear it.

"What was that?" His friend said softly.

"I think it's her husband. I just heard the word 'honey'. These will have to do, bye!"

He was out the back door quickly, glad the man had to use the bathroom first. How he would have explained all of this, including the fact that he didn't actually know anything, he had no idea.