Roger and Keith and a couple of others had planned on a weekend trip. There were four of them, and the original idea was for the four of them to get a four-bedroom cabin. There they'd play games, drink, maybe do a bit of outdoorsy stuff.

At least, that was the plan when they started to plan this, but a fateful night changed everything. There were two car accidents, a severe one that left the four of them clinging to life, and a second one, somehow much worse than the first. In involved two couples in their mid-twenties a piece of sheet metal that was not secured properly. Somehow, it the chains fails, and while the rest of the sheet metal thankfully did little, the top sheet flew off and... Roger didn't want to guess at the rest, he only knew after the fact that they're bodies were fine. A decision was made, and the surgeries were performed on them, grafting their heads onto the much younger bodies.

Once they had recovered, their plans were not put on the backburner. Rather, they wanted to do it more than ever, not for selfish reasons, but now they had had stared death in the face and were intent on living their lives fully, especially with the new younger bodies than now had.

It was Friday night and he was the first to arrive, pouring himself a glass of champagne and waiting for the other three. Soon, they'd arrive and what was before a weekend with four friend's was now couple's weekend, one that he hoped to get started very soon!