esire, it was a cry from the heart, a call for transformation. If he had one wish, this was it. Deep down,

ead in his hands. "Why am I stuck here? Why can't I have a different life? » The anguish

happiness, but that night he had also seen the cruelty it could bring. Maybe this life wasn't as perfect a

lming. But Nathan was not appeased. He stood up and began cleaning the bar, each movement a catharsis, a rel

» A bitter smile appeared on his face. Jake 's life was a distant dream, a world of luxury and

who seemed to have it all. "Maybe I could understand what it's like to be like the

, searching for an explanation, but there was only the bar empty and silent. "What's going on?

ps, the freedom to buy whatever he wanted. His imagination ran wild, and he saw himself surrounded by

had their own burdens, their own struggles. Maybe Jake had his own demons, hidden behind his charming

m ready," he whispered, his voice echoing in the silence. "Ready to change everythi

ntrast to the stuffy atmosphere of the bar. He looked up at the starry sky, and a shooting star broke through the

ning was perhaps the first step towards a new beginning. And although he didn't know what the fut

losed his eyes, letting himself be carried away by his dreams. That night, he hoped that fate wo

, had finally slipped under his sheets. His mind whirled, haunted by images of luxury and wealth. Each thought led him further into his dream, a world he had

s if the entire universe had come together to grant Nathan's wish. The walls of their reality warped slightly, then f

eople, while Jake , in his own dream, saw himself immersed in a sea of work and responsibilities that oppressed

ep, a strange feeling of freshness and energy washing over him. His eyes opened to a ceiling he didn't

iscovering a crisp suit that seemed both foreign and familiar. He ran a hand over his f

eemed distorted. He stood up to see his reflection, and for the first time he saw a face that didn't belong to him. " What ? No ! » he exclaimed, his voice brea

reality of what he was experiencing dawned on him. He was trapped in the body of another, in that of the b

f modernity and elegance. Everything was strangely familiar, but he couldn't stop thinking about the

ning to sparkle, and he felt a rush of adrenaline. "I'm finally free," he thought, a smile playing on his lips.

re. "It's not possible... I can't..." he whispered, but the bartender's features did not change. He remembered the night he had hum

ounded by documents that seemed to promise millions. "I really am... a billionaire," he said to himself out loud, realizing the incredible truth

er, while Jake , in Nathan's body, was trying to deal with the realities of life from a bartender. Their first st

ection in the mirror fascinated him. He never thought that one day he could look so stylish

. The world stretched out before him like a blank canvas, ready to be painted. But a little v

he watched himself struggle with the bar utensils. Every gesture seemed foreign, almost disgusting. The arrogance he had dis

ming him. He remembered how he had laughed and made fun of him, and now he was trapped in his

ss was not as easy as he had thought. The decisions he made had immediate repercussions. He attended meeting

ust happy faces. They had demands, changing moods. "Why can't I just say what I want? »